squirrels
Master Don Juan
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- Apr 15, 2003
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I've tried for years to figure out why I am the way I am...I think it comes down to one thing: I can't forgive myself for anything that I've done wrong.
I'm not sure where that trait comes from. My successes I enjoy in the moment, but my failures keep stacking up, leaving a mountain on my back that just keeps getting larger and larger. I'm a perfectionist...perfection is the only alternative, anything else is "unworthy". But perfection is seldom obtained in life, and I see that as a failure of myself to live up to what I think life should be.
I'm not sure what the goal of my life is. I'm not sure if there IS a set goal. But it seems like everything I do, I feel that I'm "wasting time" that I should be doing something else. Even though there really IS nothing else at the time.
I have a hard time convincing myself that I DESERVE things like wealth, success, love...I feel like I have yet to EARN those things, and this puts me in a very awkward place socially. Even when people are nice to me, I feel like I haven't EARNED that and I keep waiting for myself to screw up, so it can stack one more less-than-perfect failure on top of my past.
I seriously don't even feel like I DESERVE people's friendship or love...when I receive it, I feel like it's an act of mercy, and that makes me feel even more worthless. I don't trust my friends...I mean I trust them not to screw me over financially or anything like that, but I keep waiting for them to realize that I'm not deserving of their time and leave me. Which is inevitably what they do...it's a self-fulfilling prophecy.
Because my lows stick with me and my highs tend to be fleeting, sometimes (many times) I feel like it's easier to do NOTHING than to try to act, try to talk to someone or make a new friend or chat up a girl. If I succeed in my aim, I'll feel better for a short time, but if I fail, it'll stick with me as a reminder of my own imperfection and "unworthiness". It's like I'm working from inside a hole and there's no getting out...only whether or not you dig deeper.
I resent people who feel like they can just do what they want in life. I see the kinds of people who can just be social with anyone, or take up a new hobby or adventure, and I ask myself, "Who are THEY that they think they deserve to be happy?" And then I think to myself, if them, then why not me? But I'm carrying a heavy burden of sins and mistakes that I can't put down.
Why not? Maybe because I'll feel like I'm "letting myself off the hook". I feel like I DESERVE to suffer for my mistakes as a reminder not to make them again. As a force driving me toward perfection. But lately all they do is drive me into the ground and break my spirit.
It was easier to seduce women when I didn't care about them. Back when I could just be an "a-hole" and accept that I WAS an "a-hole", I didn't care about f*cking up or hurting someone's feelings or messing up a perfect situation. It was easy then. But I wasn't ME. I'm a good person. I'm not a jerk, and I can't BE a jerk any more. But I haven't been able to be the GOOD guy...not yet...because I don't feel like I deserve to be. I know who I WANT to be, but I feel like the me who IS isn't worthy enough to do the things that the me I WANT to be would do in certain situations.
Is it a neurosis? Yeah, probably is. "So just forgive yourself, squirrels! Let go!" It's easy to say. But it's like when you tell someone, "Do whatever you can to not think about a green hippopotamus"...whats' teh first thing that pops into their mind?
I dont' even know what I hate myself for any more.
I feel like if I forgive myself for my mistakes, I'll be acknowledging that I'm not perfect. It feels like "giving up".
I'm not even sure what I want to be perfect AT any more either. Everything, I guess. But there are some things that I'm downright horrible at. And I feel like I shouldn't be.
What woman would WANT to be with me, I ask myself? And there have been many who seemed like they woudl, but I always attributed that to them not knowing me for who I really am...an imperfect loser. Eventually they get the idea. I either project onto them, or I start losing confidence...or put off the vibe that I'm just WAITING for them to realize how much of a loser I am and go find a "winner".
I mean, I'm not a "loser" in the traditional sense. I'm a 28 year old "young urban professional" working in the IT industry, making very respectable money. I have my own house which I pay for myself, I drive a very nice car, I stay in shape, I have some interesting hobbies, I've travelled, I read, I have a quick wit and an amazing ability to learn, I have a crazy sense of humor, a big heart, and...damn, I'm GOOD LOOKING to boot.
But its' not enough. None of it's enough. I should be a millionaire with my own fortune 500 company. I should be a rock-star who wins UFC titles in his spare time. I should be on the cover of People Magazine's "sexiest celebs" issue. I should've found the cure for cancer by now. I should be the first man on Mars.
Maybe I expect too much of myself. But if there are OTHER people who CAN do those things, then am I not just a loser compared to those people?
And then there's the f*ckers around me who aren't worth a million bucks but ACT like they are. And somehow they manage to "fool" everyone and lead VERY happy lives. What right do THEY have? How does the world come to THEM? I'm at least honest with myself by saying that I'm worthless.
This is a suffering that I've CHOSEN for myself, even if subconsciously. For some reason, I CAN'T make the opposite choice. I can't bring myself to forgive myself, to allow myself to do and say the things that I feel like I OUGHT to be able to do and say because I don't feel like I, as a human being, deserve to be able to do/say them.
WTF is wrong with me?
I'm not sure where that trait comes from. My successes I enjoy in the moment, but my failures keep stacking up, leaving a mountain on my back that just keeps getting larger and larger. I'm a perfectionist...perfection is the only alternative, anything else is "unworthy". But perfection is seldom obtained in life, and I see that as a failure of myself to live up to what I think life should be.
I'm not sure what the goal of my life is. I'm not sure if there IS a set goal. But it seems like everything I do, I feel that I'm "wasting time" that I should be doing something else. Even though there really IS nothing else at the time.
I have a hard time convincing myself that I DESERVE things like wealth, success, love...I feel like I have yet to EARN those things, and this puts me in a very awkward place socially. Even when people are nice to me, I feel like I haven't EARNED that and I keep waiting for myself to screw up, so it can stack one more less-than-perfect failure on top of my past.
I seriously don't even feel like I DESERVE people's friendship or love...when I receive it, I feel like it's an act of mercy, and that makes me feel even more worthless. I don't trust my friends...I mean I trust them not to screw me over financially or anything like that, but I keep waiting for them to realize that I'm not deserving of their time and leave me. Which is inevitably what they do...it's a self-fulfilling prophecy.
Because my lows stick with me and my highs tend to be fleeting, sometimes (many times) I feel like it's easier to do NOTHING than to try to act, try to talk to someone or make a new friend or chat up a girl. If I succeed in my aim, I'll feel better for a short time, but if I fail, it'll stick with me as a reminder of my own imperfection and "unworthiness". It's like I'm working from inside a hole and there's no getting out...only whether or not you dig deeper.
I resent people who feel like they can just do what they want in life. I see the kinds of people who can just be social with anyone, or take up a new hobby or adventure, and I ask myself, "Who are THEY that they think they deserve to be happy?" And then I think to myself, if them, then why not me? But I'm carrying a heavy burden of sins and mistakes that I can't put down.
Why not? Maybe because I'll feel like I'm "letting myself off the hook". I feel like I DESERVE to suffer for my mistakes as a reminder not to make them again. As a force driving me toward perfection. But lately all they do is drive me into the ground and break my spirit.
It was easier to seduce women when I didn't care about them. Back when I could just be an "a-hole" and accept that I WAS an "a-hole", I didn't care about f*cking up or hurting someone's feelings or messing up a perfect situation. It was easy then. But I wasn't ME. I'm a good person. I'm not a jerk, and I can't BE a jerk any more. But I haven't been able to be the GOOD guy...not yet...because I don't feel like I deserve to be. I know who I WANT to be, but I feel like the me who IS isn't worthy enough to do the things that the me I WANT to be would do in certain situations.
Is it a neurosis? Yeah, probably is. "So just forgive yourself, squirrels! Let go!" It's easy to say. But it's like when you tell someone, "Do whatever you can to not think about a green hippopotamus"...whats' teh first thing that pops into their mind?
I dont' even know what I hate myself for any more.
I feel like if I forgive myself for my mistakes, I'll be acknowledging that I'm not perfect. It feels like "giving up".
I'm not even sure what I want to be perfect AT any more either. Everything, I guess. But there are some things that I'm downright horrible at. And I feel like I shouldn't be.
What woman would WANT to be with me, I ask myself? And there have been many who seemed like they woudl, but I always attributed that to them not knowing me for who I really am...an imperfect loser. Eventually they get the idea. I either project onto them, or I start losing confidence...or put off the vibe that I'm just WAITING for them to realize how much of a loser I am and go find a "winner".
I mean, I'm not a "loser" in the traditional sense. I'm a 28 year old "young urban professional" working in the IT industry, making very respectable money. I have my own house which I pay for myself, I drive a very nice car, I stay in shape, I have some interesting hobbies, I've travelled, I read, I have a quick wit and an amazing ability to learn, I have a crazy sense of humor, a big heart, and...damn, I'm GOOD LOOKING to boot.
But its' not enough. None of it's enough. I should be a millionaire with my own fortune 500 company. I should be a rock-star who wins UFC titles in his spare time. I should be on the cover of People Magazine's "sexiest celebs" issue. I should've found the cure for cancer by now. I should be the first man on Mars.
Maybe I expect too much of myself. But if there are OTHER people who CAN do those things, then am I not just a loser compared to those people?
And then there's the f*ckers around me who aren't worth a million bucks but ACT like they are. And somehow they manage to "fool" everyone and lead VERY happy lives. What right do THEY have? How does the world come to THEM? I'm at least honest with myself by saying that I'm worthless.
This is a suffering that I've CHOSEN for myself, even if subconsciously. For some reason, I CAN'T make the opposite choice. I can't bring myself to forgive myself, to allow myself to do and say the things that I feel like I OUGHT to be able to do and say because I don't feel like I, as a human being, deserve to be able to do/say them.
WTF is wrong with me?