Every effort to share interests/be myself around others was met with harsh criticism, or complete indifference. Emotional abuse forced me to grey rock, but I’m having a hard time unlearning this. Any tips would be appreciated.
I want to learn how to stop caring about what people say about me. I feel like it’s a lot harder to stop caring about what you hear people say about you, rather than what you assume they’re thinking about you. Usually the advice given is “people aren’t thinking about you because they’re more concerned with their own lives,” but when you know for a fact that they are talking about you behind your back, the advice doesn’t work as well. How can I learn to stop caring about what people say?
What would you say to them?
I don’t know what to do anymore. I’m 27 years old, and still living with my parents with no car because I can’t keep a job because of severe anxiety and depression. I don’t know how to move forward anymore. I’ve tried therapy and medication in the past but nothing has worked so far, and at this point I think I’m too tired to try to get better.
My childhood was horrible. There was a lot of emotional abuse from my siblings, which ingrained in me that I’m completely incompetent, and can’t do anything right. Living in those conditions forced me to develop coping mechanisms that get in the way of self improvement. For example, I had to grey rock most of the time in order to be left alone, but now it feels like I can’t stop. I’m so afraid of showing any aspect of my personality to anyone, that I can’t make new friends. I have no emotional support.
I feel like a shell of a person. I feel like suicide is the only option for me. I genuinely believe that after the initial sadness of losing a loved one, my parents would be relieved to lose the dead weight.
I don’t know what to do anymore. I’m 27 years old, and still living with my parents with no car because I can’t keep a job because of severe anxiety and depression. I don’t know how to move forward anymore. I’ve tried therapy and medication in the past but nothing has worked so far, and at this point I think I’m too tired to try to get better.
My childhood was horrible. There was a lot of emotional abuse from my siblings, which ingrained in me that I’m completely incompetent, and can’t do anything right. Living in those conditions forced me to develop coping mechanisms that get in the way of self improvement. For example, I had to grey rock most of the time in order to be left alone, but now it feels like I can’t stop. I’m so afraid of showing any aspect of my personality to anyone, that I can’t make new friends. I have no emotional support.
I feel like a shell of a person. I think suicide is the only option for me. I genuinely believe that after the initial sadness of losing a loved one, my parents would be relieved to lose the dead weight.