I’ve had self-esteem issues for ages but they seem to have suddenly become more pronounced. I feel like no one likes me, because I don’t like me. Anything nice they say about me I don’t believe, and I am reading proof into every interaction I have with people. I used to be bad with people not responding to messages quickly and I feel like this has become worse. I need people too much. I try and slip into conversation that I am struggling but I don’t always get much back, and this I take as further proof that no one likes me. Lately I’ve been trying to isolate myself and keep my problems to myself but I can’t. I have hours or a day where I keep it to myself and then I cave in and message someone and if they don’t reply within minutes I am filled with shame, imagine how annoyed they must be with me and I delete my messaging apps so I’m not tempted to send them any more messages. Every day I add them back and then message someone and then delete them again when they don’t immediately reply. I feel like I don’t deserve friends. I am too close to people I work with and I want to get a new job so that I can start again and keep things to myself and not make any friends. But I know I could never stick to that and knowing that makes me feel even worse about myself. Why can’t I be like those people who suffer in silence? I feel like they are good people and I am bad. I hate myself for it. I am ashamed of every interaction I have with people. I spend most of every day at work telling myself constantly in my head that no one likes me and no one cares and it makes me feel horrible.
My ex-manager is my favourite person and I thought I’d got over that but she’s only moved to another department and I see her all the time. Last week I was convinced my new manager didn’t care about me so I went running back to the old one but she told the new one I had done it. Thing is she told me she had done that because she was worried about me and that’s just made me miss her more. I miss someone caring about me that much. I can’t deal with seeing her around constantly knowing I can’t talk to her.
I haven’t told any of this to my wife as she is really struggling herself with her mental health and I feel I am selfish if I tell her I feel rubbish and that she won’t understand anyway, as she usually doesn’t. I feel jealous of her struggles, I want to be the one struggling, the one who has people worried about them. I am finding it hard to deal with her problems as well as my own. And I feel awful for thinking like that.
I’ve been through stress at work lately and an OCD flare up, could that have triggered this? I dont know how to get over this self-hatred and shame I have when I contact friends for help. I self-harmed for the first time in a while last night as I feel like I deserve it and I wanted to prove to myself that I need help even though I feel like no one cares anyway.