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I've been at a low point for a while so I reached out to someone, only for them to disappear. I've noticed that they always disappear whenever I feel bad and want to talk, yet they only message me (at all hours of that day and night) when they have a problem. I can't remember when they've asked me how I was doing. This has been going on for over a year and I am about to confront them about it. So that only made me sink deeper into my low point. I cried a couple of days later (which I only do when the loneliness becomes overbearing) and I took the plunge and messaged another friend so I could have someone to talk to. I haven't heard from her and it's been a while. We spoke earlier this week but…Idk.
I know my mind is playing tricks on me and forcing me to think that my friends may not care about me, or that they think I'm a burden, but I can't help thinking all of those things and more. I know they have lives and can be busy, but my mind says so many different things and when I feel bad, then I end up hating the fact that I take things so personally all the time. Have you ever reached out to people and just regret it, simply because they don't respond quickly or in a certain way? How do you fight these cognitive distortions that arise when this happens? |
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i have trouble reaching out to people now, because of all the times i tried to and got burned. like when my sister called my SI 'stupid', or when i went to the school counselor and he basically ignored me like i didn't say anything. i don't tell anyone now unless i know for sure they get where i'm coming from, because so many people just don't understand, or else they're not prepared to hear what i have to say. it's very isolating. sorry i don't have anything in the way of advice, just that i know what you mean.
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A few years ago, now, I divulged the great secret of my life after having kept it deeply hidden for decades. It turned out that no one wanted to know about it. I ended up just feeling exposed & foolish. I've simply had to come to the realization that no one wants to know...
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Hi,
It happens to me. Basically, I need help on a daily basis and I do not reach out because I do not want to bother people, particularly my family. Then, when I finally reach out, if anybody does not offer their help I get very frustrated because I rarely ask for help while I try to be available as much as I can. Sometimes, I feel that some of my family members punish me by not providing me with their help because I am not obedient enough, I mean, they expect me to do some stuff as they do not understand my conditions and the limitations I have , and, as I do not follow their advice, they do not help me when I need them. But maybe it is just my depression speaking , I do not know
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Yup, it's never gone well, even with doctors
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