I feel sometimes that I have forgotten how to talk to people or better yet understand the people around me. When did it come to be where I simply can not talk to people. In my mind it's all my fault.
I talked too much
I didn't say enough
I didn't convey exactly what I wanted to say
You said something wrong
You sounded like an asshole
You sounded like a push over
You sounded to clingy
You sounded to distant
You didn't get what was going on
You are asking too much
You are asking too little
You'll never be understood
There is no tribe for you out there
You make no sense
You are conseded
You can't make anything work
You are just being tolerated
The list can go on and the depression and anxiety can go so much deeper. You tell yourself none of it is true, but it is one thing to say it and it's another completely other thing to believe. To be simply aware of the cycle is a step in the right direction but it's never quite that linear progress you are hoping for. That feeling of disconnect can be really frustrating. I mean is it normal to go a day without really talking to someone. Is it normal to not really be able to talk to. I love my family but there's somethings I can't really ever share with them because they made it obvious where they stand on somethings. I miss having someone to be completely comfortable with and vulnerable with but I ask my self does that person exist. Again, the cycle can be pretty overwhelming.
Is it possible that I might venture this world alone aimless seeking for that circle of safety that might not even exist. I'm 28 and it feels like somethings I should have figured out I didn't figure out. Then again who told you you had to have it figure out at a certain point.
I dewell on it sometimes.
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