I feel SO agitated.
I have a boyfriend who is infuriatingly nonchalant about his dismissive behaviour towards thing’s I believe we ALL should feel strongly about.
It makes me wonder if I know him at all.
I know it’s me that needs to change, not anyone else. I feel SO angry and alone right now, which is amplified by the fact there are probably a handful of people I could talk to, if I really wanted to, but I just DONT. The crippling thing about it all is, I don’t know what to say.
How do you explain to someone that you’re filled with rage and sadness, for no reason whatsoever? I have no career, no motivation, and no goals in life. And if I were to have these things, I’d have no confidence in my ability for any of them. People bleat on all the time ‘you can do anything you want’, but I can’t, I just can’t and people then lose interest in you when you don’t know how to clarify that to them.
What makes me happy? I can’t answer that. The worst relationship I have at the moment is the one with myself, but I’m littered by a myriad of other relationships that I know affect how I feel about myself too.
I let myself down time and time again, for no reason other than the drowsiness that becomes me when I’m faced with this fog. A few days ago, I was strong and proactive, I was positive and even though I did a stupid thing last week (walking out of a comfortable job), I was looking forward to the future.
Right this minute, I am not. Right this minute all I want is for people to leave me alone, and they are doing precisely that and I’m not happy with that either. Weekly calls or texts I got from friends have slowly disappeared and J has done what I basically prompted him to do this evening, leave me alone.
Its fact, I cannot handle his relationships with other females, but it’s not about them, it’s about him, but more than him, it’s about me.
I genuinely don’t believe he has the capacity to have conversations with women without it having some sort of agenda, some form of flirting, some act of betrayal. He’s shown me he is capable of this, but I chose to stay with him so the issue ultimately lies with me.
If I could just be comfortable in my own skin, with my own thoughts and opinions, this I’m sure, would be less of an issue. I wouldn’t be so worried with not being with him because he’s a misogamist and a bit of a creep to the women he speaks to behind my back. Truth is, when I forget about it and just be in the moment, I’m happier than ever because I’m not thinking about potential opportunities for him to strike, and we have the most amazing times.
I don’t think I’ll EVER meet someone who has the ability to not seek out their chances somewhere else too. Even if they have no intention whatsoever of acting, I think men will always push the boundaries of appropriate behaviour. I know this isn’t just born from my experience with someone cheating on me, or friends betraying me. I’ve been no angel myself I know that, and I feel guilty every time I think about the people I’ve hurt and wronged in order to make myself feel better about, well, myself (it has NEVER, EVER worked).
I’ve always felt like this, I have treated probably every man I’ve ever been close to in the exact same way, and it’s always ended up with me feeling hurt and resentful towards them. There are two people who I genuinely believe didn’t do anything to warrant it, and one of them was the first ever person I had a proper relationship with.
So, does this all stem from not having a father in my life? I was brought up by my grandparents, and obviously their role in my life, including their deaths have been SO, SO pivotal for me. But I have ALWAYS had self esteem issues, and I’ve always thought they have just come from within, but maybe I need a therapist to help me sink deeper into why I feel so inferior to everyone around me, not just women, but men too. My abandonment issue’s I think have come along later in life, and go hand in hand with my need from attention from men when I’m single to validate my existence as a functioning, responsible adult.
I have a boyfriend who is infuriatingly nonchalant about his dismissive behaviour towards thing’s I believe we ALL should feel strongly about.
It makes me wonder if I know him at all.
I know it’s me that needs to change, not anyone else. I feel SO angry and alone right now, which is amplified by the fact there are probably a handful of people I could talk to, if I really wanted to, but I just DONT. The crippling thing about it all is, I don’t know what to say.
How do you explain to someone that you’re filled with rage and sadness, for no reason whatsoever? I have no career, no motivation, and no goals in life. And if I were to have these things, I’d have no confidence in my ability for any of them. People bleat on all the time ‘you can do anything you want’, but I can’t, I just can’t and people then lose interest in you when you don’t know how to clarify that to them.
What makes me happy? I can’t answer that. The worst relationship I have at the moment is the one with myself, but I’m littered by a myriad of other relationships that I know affect how I feel about myself too.
I let myself down time and time again, for no reason other than the drowsiness that becomes me when I’m faced with this fog. A few days ago, I was strong and proactive, I was positive and even though I did a stupid thing last week (walking out of a comfortable job), I was looking forward to the future.
Right this minute, I am not. Right this minute all I want is for people to leave me alone, and they are doing precisely that and I’m not happy with that either. Weekly calls or texts I got from friends have slowly disappeared and J has done what I basically prompted him to do this evening, leave me alone.
Its fact, I cannot handle his relationships with other females, but it’s not about them, it’s about him, but more than him, it’s about me.
I genuinely don’t believe he has the capacity to have conversations with women without it having some sort of agenda, some form of flirting, some act of betrayal. He’s shown me he is capable of this, but I chose to stay with him so the issue ultimately lies with me.
If I could just be comfortable in my own skin, with my own thoughts and opinions, this I’m sure, would be less of an issue. I wouldn’t be so worried with not being with him because he’s a misogamist and a bit of a creep to the women he speaks to behind my back. Truth is, when I forget about it and just be in the moment, I’m happier than ever because I’m not thinking about potential opportunities for him to strike, and we have the most amazing times.
I don’t think I’ll EVER meet someone who has the ability to not seek out their chances somewhere else too. Even if they have no intention whatsoever of acting, I think men will always push the boundaries of appropriate behaviour. I know this isn’t just born from my experience with someone cheating on me, or friends betraying me. I’ve been no angel myself I know that, and I feel guilty every time I think about the people I’ve hurt and wronged in order to make myself feel better about, well, myself (it has NEVER, EVER worked).
I’ve always felt like this, I have treated probably every man I’ve ever been close to in the exact same way, and it’s always ended up with me feeling hurt and resentful towards them. There are two people who I genuinely believe didn’t do anything to warrant it, and one of them was the first ever person I had a proper relationship with.
So, does this all stem from not having a father in my life? I was brought up by my grandparents, and obviously their role in my life, including their deaths have been SO, SO pivotal for me. But I have ALWAYS had self esteem issues, and I’ve always thought they have just come from within, but maybe I need a therapist to help me sink deeper into why I feel so inferior to everyone around me, not just women, but men too. My abandonment issue’s I think have come along later in life, and go hand in hand with my need from attention from men when I’m single to validate my existence as a functioning, responsible adult.
I’ve never really had respect for anyone, I’ve never really
cared about consequences to my actions. And that’s not me saying I don’t THINK
about them, I do. I always, always do, but I just go ahead with want I want
anyway, it’s never got me anywhere, it’s never got me anything I’ve truly
wanted.
But I say that, and I still don’t know what it is I want. I
want to have a voice but I don’t know enough about anything to have one. I want
to feel attractive, but I smoke and eat crap and don’t exercise. I want to have
money, but I don't want to work hard. I want to have a nice boyfriend who loves
and respects me and doesn’t send other women messages he shouldn’t, but I don’t
seem to deserve that. I want to have a group of friends who I can talk to about
anything, be honest with, laugh with, fall out with, make up with and be at one
with, but I don’t connect with anyone in that way.
It’s so fucking easy for people to say none of the above is true, that I’m a good person or I deserve better. People can say I’m clever, funny, challenging, attractive until they’re blue, red, yellow, black and purple in the face, but they still treat me the same way, and I’ll never believe them.
I’m sad, I’m lonely, I’m angry, and more than all of that; I am alone, again, and that’s probably the best thing for me.
It’s so fucking easy for people to say none of the above is true, that I’m a good person or I deserve better. People can say I’m clever, funny, challenging, attractive until they’re blue, red, yellow, black and purple in the face, but they still treat me the same way, and I’ll never believe them.
I’m sad, I’m lonely, I’m angry, and more than all of that; I am alone, again, and that’s probably the best thing for me.