Hi All.
I’m new here and I was hoping I might be able to get a discussion going that might help me understand myself a bit better and work through some negative feelings that are manifesting. Firstly, I accept that there is a possibility I’m suffering from a degree of both anxiety and depression. I’ve seen doctors, therapists and psychiatrists with both issues before and I do feel I’m suffering mildly but, frankly, it seems most people are suffering from some degree of anxiety and depression these days so I don’t see those factors as impacting considerably on my current mind frame. My hubby and I have had a few very hard years with him being out of work for the majority of the time and us having almost lost our home as a result. ‘Luckily’ my parents decided to sell the family home and move in with us to save our home. Realistically it’s big enough for the 4 or us anyway. My mother is very domineering though so I’m fretting that I’ve sold my soul to the devil by agreeing to this arrangement… not that we really had any choice. Mum’s had a lifelong ambition of us being best friends just like she dreamt as a young expectant mother finding out she was going to have the daughter she always wanted. I think I’ve been a MASSIVE disappointment in this scenario – I’ve always been fiercely independent and a complete tomboy!! Anyhow, when my husband is working, he works away so I often spent weeks on end alone – well with the exception of when I’m at work but even then I keep to myself. I realise there is a definite underlying concern right now that my mother is going to cause me a lot of grief in the near future when they are properly moved into our house.
I have quite a lot of friends although I wouldn’t say we’re particularly close (which I accept is my own fault as I don’t socialise). I’ve had a very comfortable, stable life up until the last few years and I’ve never moved far from where I grew up. A large number of my friends have been in my life for 20-30 years. I realise that I have had a very blessed life and, ultimately, I will be viewed as being very lucky to many but I struggle to see it a lot of the time.
So here’s the thing… as I’ve got older (I’m 43 now), I’ve found myself less and less willing to have anything to do with people – be it my friends or my family. The only person I have a close relationship with is my husband but even though he might be away for weeks at a time, I rarely feel lonely. I’m generally quite happy at home by myself with our two dogs. The fact is that socialising stresses me. I suffer a bit of agoraphobia but always feel that people are have all these expectations of me and I feel under pressure to have to try and meet them. People exhaust me and I detest the drama’s they bring into my life. I get nervous, anxious and angry around people. And yet I constantly get bombarded with this expectation that I ‘should’ want people around, I ‘should’ be grateful for them visiting, I ‘should’ look forward to social occasions and I ‘should’ want help to deal with my anti-social issues! I do wonder whether my reluctance to get involved with people is due to a self-protection mechanism as in, if I don’t get close to them then they can’t hurt me, but I don’t feel like my hermit lifestyle is due to fear of being hurt… I feel more like its due to wanting to avoid the stress, drama and obligation that comes with relationships. See, I never ask anyone for ANYTHING but they all seem quite happy to expect me to want to be there to support and assist them be it mentally, physically or emotionally at the drop of a hat.
What if I actually LOVE my own company and what if I actually don’t NEED people in my life? Does this make me weird, wrong, sick?? I actually feel guilty because I feel like I’m upsetting people by wanting to be by myself but I don’t understand why it should be anyone else’s problem and why should they care anyway? Why can’t we all just live and let live? Why can’t they understand that I’m fine on my own and just leave me alone? Is there something wrong with me?