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Originally Posted by Open Eyes
((((ColourBars)))),
I don't like that question "where do you think you will be in 10 years" because none of us can truely know that and it can for some present anxiety and even a sense of loss it they don't have a confident answer. Personally I could have never truely predicted how my life did place me. I found that while there were things I wanted to learn and try and I did want some things as well, I ended up doing things that were very interesting that I never thought I would be doing.
Do you still like the field you picked? Do you mind my asking what that field is?
Have you worked with a therapist to see what may be behind these feelings that you may not realize?
Just Thinking here.
Open Eyes
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I'm not very comfortable telling what field I'm in specifically, just for identification's sake. However, the not-knowing-the-future part.... I'm not sure if it's entirely "the unknown".
It's just the... I guess cheesy, "Believe in yourself" stuff. I don't think I'm skilled enough, or ever will be, in anything. I guess it's the "some people are just born better than others" kinda mindset driven into my head.
I'm trying not to think like that, it helps that I'm not in my family home environment anymore since that's all that's ever talked about.
I wouuuld ask my T but I have so much trouble bring stuff up. When I see him face to face, I go blank. I kinda go into this auto-mode where I have to "please" people and not burden others with my stuff. I've told people in the past about myself and it totally backfired in a lot of different ways.
- Quite a few said that what I go through is nothing and that others/or themselves go through a lot worse on a daily basis.
- Others tell me what's wrong with my world and dissect it down (kinda like dissecting a live frog... LIVE.)
- Most people kinda just do this, "Oh, well that's bad..." kinda pity thing.
Ever since those experiences I just don't like talking to people face to face about things because I'm afraid they'll just judge me and stuff. Pin me down. Over the screen, over the net, you can't put a face behind the words.
I think I'm pretty much the most boring person in the world. I don't have much to contribute.
My family says that there are always people who are meant to die and not exist, they are just a waste of space and time of the rest of humanity. I wonder if I have anything else to offer anymore? If not, then I guess I fit into that category.