when i say hate, i dont mean dislike..I mean HATE
edit: how can the people that are supposed to be so close to you..so supportive..just do nothing but push you down further..
is it my fault? do they not care? on one hand i want to write them out of my life, but then on the other hand i want to believe I'm wrong, and that they just dont know how to care..feeling lost again
I don't really want to say I hate my family, I think my family is just too opposite from me, and that's why I feel I should belong in another family who will give me the needs my family can't give me. Support and Emotional help. Though, I do feel bad when I say I hate certain members of my family (mom, sister, ect) all they ever done was abuse me emotionally, to try and make me act the way they wanted me to act. They always wanted me to be girly, have friends, be talkative, ect. But what they did wrong was that they did all just did by trying to put me down, making unnecessary crude jokes towards me(even if it was disguised as a joke), they both can't accept I'm quiet unlike them, and just never show me that they truly do understand my problems. They just showed me that they wanted to customize me into a whole new, different person after all of that guilt and pressure being burden on top of me. And my family members always keep telling me the same "helpful"(if i can call it that ) advice to conversing with kids especially:
Be confident
You can't just sit there and not say nothing
You can't just let the other person do all the talking
You can't be miserable/a mute the rest of your life
You don't laugh, you don't say anything and you can't do that
It's good to have some friends, Jame.
Most of this advice was said to me by my mother, whom is persistently using all her advice in order to make me feel worse because I have this stupid social problem. :kickingmyself: I can't believe this is all the helpful advice I can get from her since that's all she ever says. In fact, this isn't help. This is confounded nonsense! Also, my opinions almost 95% of the time never be accepted. I'm a vegetarian, some of my family members mock me for it. I like certain types of actors/movies, mock me for it, I say what I don't like about some things, families question and mock me for it. I mean this is the family that is supposed to support me with this anxiety, the family that's supposed to be my true friends who will be there for me, the family that is supposed to not change who I am. I just consider them how the kids treated me back in school, they're just all a bunch of kids and they'll never stop acting like one. I'm sorry if I say that though, I do appreciate all my parents do for me to feed me, take care of me, buy me things, but yet they don't put in enough respect for my personality. I can't believe everything that ever happened to me back then, it's always somehow me that's partly to blame or me at fault, even though none of it should be. I don't understand why my family overlooks all of that and still they treat me like Quasimodo. And the worst of it is, they feel bad I don't have friends. Well, I wish they would stop feeling like that because honestly I don't really care if I ever get friends or not. Not with all this mental and emotional abuse I have to carry throughout out my life.