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Originally Posted by SorryShaped
I tell myself that I'm not those people, and never will be, and I'm grateful I'm not them.
There are a lot of people that suck. I didn't choose their lives. They did. Sometimes we let them choose ours, sometimes they overpower us and choose for us. But, they are not my fault, they are a result of their actions or inactions.
For example, I chose to marry and stay with my ex all those years, but I made the wise decision, finally, to divorce her, removing her hold on me by simply removing her from my life. Saw her recently and it was no different than seeing a stranger on the street. I ignored her and she went away.
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Hi,
Now in my sixties I've noticed a natural trend: most friends are gone now, dispersed into society and cannot be located once again; many relatives have expired leaving me bereft of relationships. These 2 factors are normal with age. Additionally, I've been forced by my disability into restricted income housing--many people here are poor, grotesque, strange--and negative. You'd be too if you had to live at the poverty line! This is another development, the result of my having had a mental illness.
Regarding the future, I can only hope that I will meet the love of my life or make new friends. With all my struggle to interact, I've now got scores of "acquaintances". And that's perhaps the best I can hope for--but in any case, it's a positive step indicating progress. So my advice to you is--don't give up, struggle with your social isolation--put your best foot forward and try to meet new people to replace those you've lost.