Graeme1988
Hie yer hence from me heath!
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That is... accurate.
Another one you might enjoy Graeme (if you enjoy salty memes like I do that is)
Sorry, I typed that last bit phonetically in my accent. By “git guff”, I just meant getting bullied by my family.
And my family do tell me to open up about my feelings, but every time I do I’m told I’m wrong, and what I’m saying isn’t valid. Or that I’m just “nagging” and “being a bully”. Something I’ve tried to make my mother in particular see the irony of. Basically, they can be as negative and self pitying as they’d like, but the moment I say anything remotely similar.. oh, I’m “attention seeking”, “not being nice”, or “dour”
Oh, and I get where you’re coming from with regards to being afraid to change yer life when you’re not sure you will have the necessary skills, motivation, etc. It’s not exactly easy having to teach yourself those necessary skills.
So your family bullies you because you are the only male?
Did you get your mother to see the the irony in it? That's hypocritical.
What advice can you give me for being afraid to change my life? Yea it is not easy to teach myself those necessary skills.
Yep ! And I’m the youngest of my siblings, so I can’t stand up for myself without them either taking offence at me doing that, or sarcastically taughting me. Or if I give them a taste of their own medicine n’ treat them how they treat me then, “I’m bullying them” That’s partly why I never respond cuz I know my mouth’ll get me in trouble
Oh, she acknowledged the irony alright. She just doesn’t care, and laughs it off.
Well, I can’t really offer advice beyond try not underestimating what ya can do. Don’t let you being afraid stop from learning those necessary skills. I mean, I’m kinda in a similar situation due in part to constantly being letdown whenever I ask my family to help me, to the point where ah rarely ask much of them. And my mother’s controlling nature, and insistence that I’m “not incapable” of looking after myself.
Even though my oldest sister testified otherwise when I had the house to myself for 2 weeks when our mother took a trip to Ireland a few years ago. And, that’s also despite me going through the agony of orthopaedic surgery on both my legs to improve my mobility. She’s even admitted to me her constant claim that: “You won’t cope on yer own”, is in fact, my mother projecting onto me that she can’t cope by herself. But that’s been a recurring thing for me since I was 15, because my Mum has done it ever since. And I haven’t been shy about reminder her of that, either. But most of my valid points and feelings just get the silent treatment whenever I bring them up. RANT OVER !
Anyway, sorry if that advice about not underestimating yerself is a bit obvious, cheesy or cliched. It’s the only advice that I could think of, given my own situation.
Wow, that is messed up.
How did that make you feel?
By not underestimating what I can do you mean tell myself I can do it and stuff like that? How can I stop being afraid of learning those necessary skills?
Sorry to hear that you have to learn those necessary skills too because of your family. Your sister said you took care of yourself for 2 weeks when your mother went away to Ireland? Around that time you had orthopedic surgery or before?
Why did your mother say you can't cope on your own since you were 15?
It's okay. Sorry for asking a lot of questions.
Mood swings wheeeee.
Feeling creatively frustrated. I act in local theatre, and it makes me happy. But it's also draining because, well. The reason we're all here. So that's good.
But I also have a longstanding ambition to write a novel, just to DO it -- a bucket list item, if you will. I have an idea and I've made some notes. But I keep getting in my head and judging myself, worrying about if it will be good before I even start. And then I wonder if I really even want to do it. So I stop and feel relieved. But then the ambition asserts itself again. It's an ongoing cycle of arrrrgh.
Yes I definitely was!
Anyone else a little choked up over this little guy
I'm trying to straighten myself out. Im not drinking anymore but damn my heart aches so much. Not because I'm missing having a drink - I'm not. Physically I'm feeling better but my emotions are all over the place. I thought about suicide again tonight.
A job opportunity may be presenting itself so I'm going to put my best foot forward. This could really be one of those fork in the road moments in my life.
Yes I definitely was!