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I mean, again, I appreciate the effort to help. Most people just dogpile on me the moment I show any sign of weakness. But I don't think this is something I can recover from.
You correctly identified that I do have low self-esteem. It comes from a combination of childhood trauma and a lifetime of put-downs, social rejection, and ostracization.
Right, but if everyone around me has a "them problem," then I can't exactly point that out or they'll just tell me something like "If everyone around you is an asshole, you're the asshole" without examining things like cultural assholery or widespread social stigma. Yes, I live in a conservative area, and most people around me are assholes, but it has messed with my mind at times. I do look internally and examine myself and try to find the reasons why maybe I'm the one who's wrong. That doesn't help me low self-esteem though, and it doesn't change the cultural environment that I'm in. It feels kinda like being collectively gaslit at times.
But I've tried moving to more progressive areas too, and it's tough because I struggle to make friends anyway. And it seems like everyone there assumes I'm a conservative, either because of my demographic, or because of where I'm from, or how I talk (I have kind of a mumble common in rural areas, and if I try to annunciate it sounds stiff and forced; also don't really know the urban lingo, and even if I try to emulate it I sound cringe, like an old man trying to be hip), or because I don't know how to navigate around all the potential faux pas, or I don't understand all the cultural references. And ultimately I get more hate in these areas because I stand out more; versus where I'm from as long as I keep my mouth shut nobody knows that I'm really a socialist and that I hate all maga fascists, so I can at least slide under the radar. Except for when I try to socialize and people pin me out as weird, of course).
So yeah, most people call me arrogant if I have the audacity to expect the same respect that everyone else deserves. To conservatives, it's because nobody deserves respect unless they're born into wealth and status; to progressives, it's because a white man demanding basic respect is basically the same thing as white supremacy and male chauvinism.
I'm tired too.
Yeah, I am a goofball. I used to like being a goofball, but apparently society hates it so I'm not allowed to love that about myself. Everything I used to appreciate about myself (which was challenging to find in the first place, and I had to make a deliberate effort in therapy and during my self-help years) got labeled as "arrogance," "vanity," "self-centeredness," etc.. It's like I'm not allowed to have self-love. Again, it's because to conservatives no one is allowed to love themselves (except the privileged, of course), and to progressives, cishet white men aren't allowed to love themselves. It's a rock and a hard place.
I have often enough, both literally and figuratively. But don't worry, I'm not at risk of that anymore. I think that phase of my struggle is firmly in the past.
Same.
It's hard when they're the only people you have interactions with on a regular basis. They're much more subtle about their disapproval now, enough that I can pretend the undertones aren't there anymore. It keeps the peace.
Yes. But no one cares about my childhood trauma, they just tell me to "grow up and get over it," which ignores the clinical definition of trauma and the complex, long-term, cognitive developmental consequences of growing up in that kind of environment.
All I can do at this point is massage the scar tissue, but that's not going away.
Yes.
But I know I'm not perfect. Trauma embedded itself in my cognitive patterns, I internalized some of the programming, and earlier in my adulthood I made some serious mistakes that caused pain for other people. It feels wrong to give myself a pass for that, but there's no path to redemption either because in this world genuine remorse is viewed as a weakness to dogpile on. Even admitting that I've never been perfect seems to be taken as free license to accuse me of all the worst things they can imagine. And if I say "No, I've never done that," then they point to the (much lesser) mistakes that I have made and openly acknowledge, as if that somehow proves that I'm guilty of everything that anyone can accuse me of...
"Own your mistakes!" I do! But that ain't one of them.
Yeah, I rejected social standards of "success," but now everyone views me as a worthless flop. My firm philosophical conviction that "success" isn't defined by the extrinsic factors dictated by capitalist systems has amounted to nothing.
I'm sorry to hear you're feeling that way, and I hope you'll pull through. I think you will. It's extremely rare for someone to be as hopeless as I am, which is why I understand why you're still trying to be encouraging.
I've made progress learning to cope with my situation. It's the acceptance stage of grief. Even in therapy the goal shifted from "getting better" to "learning coping mechanisms," as if my therapist expected me not to even notice!
omg same. its definately done the same for me too, went from getting better to coping through it. It could be this way, because, ehem, we did get better. There is no beacon of perfection to reach. It really is just coping until we die. Hopefully some good moments are sprinkled in.
And honestly, with family, the day it dawned on me I could let my mother go- was like liberation. I didnt need her, for anything, and just, never spoke to her again. A sister of mine took longer to let go, but same thing. They will never be satisfied with you you are. People like that will always find something to nitpick. Im not gonna tell you what to do, cept dont pay no mind to people who dont have your back, theyll drown you if they could. I could do nothing right in my mothers eyes, and I was young and making some mistakes. However, instead of supporting me, or trying to guide me, she talked shit about me to the family, so they hated me too. After I got my shit together, and I was objectivly proud of myself, she still, still had horrible things to say. So fuck that. click, done, mute, block. The mean voice in the back of my head isnt so loud anymore.
I havnt read all ur comment, Ill write more later.
Just, we all need encouragement. We need it.
I, well I was homeless with a newborn for about five months. In that time, I saw a lot of doctors and social support workers. All the time, they would tell me, how good of a job I was doing at being a mom. I always rolled my eyes, thinking, they probably say that to everyone and it is just a curtisey. and maybe, but once I was settled and looked back, those kind words are what held me together in that time. No one was kind to me, but these strangers were so encouraging. And sometimes thats all a person needs.
Be proud of yourself.