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Those are horrible feelings to feel. And is something I was particularly sensitive to as a child.
I mean, when your peers at school are literally surrounding you in a circle, laughing and pointing and hurling insults to you, day after day after day, that stuff sticks with you. And is one of the reasons I am so held back socially even to this day. I just can't describe those horrible feelings of panic, and feeling like your inner being is just washed in green slime. The shame and humiliation I experienced all throughout middle school was really bad. The incessant teasing and bullying. Often I want to speak out, but am so afraid to. I hate crowds and I can't stand people or being around them. It's not just indifference I feel. Some times I still can't stand those reminders of my childhood. Nobody can know what that's like if you haven't gone through it yourself. I don't want hugs or kudos or pats on the back. I seriously don't. Just being heard is enough for me. |
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I feel your pain...
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"I may be older but I am not wise / I'm still a child's grown-up disguise / and I never can tell you what you want to know / You will find out as you go." (from: "A Nightengale's Lullaby" - Julie Last) |
#3
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I can relate
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Quote:
Even if you don't want it, I am hugging you. So there. ![]()
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"I get knocked down, but I get up again..." Bipolar 1 |
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Thanks. I was just feeling crappy when I wrote that.
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