I feel like there is something severely wrong with me. In the past I have felt lonely (sometimes I still feel lonely). I complain about how no one cares, but truth be told I have several people who care for me. I feel like such an a$$hole because I feel like I find a way to discredit everyone for no reason or that I am continuously making myself lonely.
For example, my mom helps me so much financially to keep me from spiraling because I struggle with paying bills. But somehow I find myself annoyed every time I am around her. I don’t like how she acts in public or how she talks to people. She’s aggressive; she always has been. I appreciate her but at the same time I cannot stand to be around her. She reads me very easily and can tell when I am annoyed with her even when I deny it.
Another example is my boyfriend. He’s so great to me, does things he doesn’t have to do, and he’s very affectionate. I find myself annoyed with him when he’s too affectionate. When he constantly wants to kiss or touch. I have to admit I think that has a lot to do with my PTSD. I’ve been pretty closed off when it comes to touching because of emotional abuse, physical abuse, and the sexual assault.
I have no plan of leaving my boyfriend because I do appreciate him and it’s not a bad thing that he’s affectionate. But these two examples are just a few. I get easily irritated by my kids, I don’t like social settings or even being in a social setting for a long period of time. Why am I this way? What kind of idiot feels loneliness, but dreads being around people.
I’ve consider just staying home every day and finding a way to get everything, include making money to live, done without leaving, but then I would somehow have a new complaint. Why can’t I just be satisfied with the good? Why do I let my OCD and anxiety take over when it comes to living life around others?