I have emotional issues – everyone can see that. Sometimes I over-react to things, and people run away. But I think my reactions are at least going in the correct direction – I am reacting correctly at least initially. Then I go too far…
I understand that people are taken-aback by it. But I never hear from them. Oh there are occasionally people who try to help. But the people I thought I could rely on most, are nowhere to be seen. And so I withdraw farther into my own world. It is a nice world… it could rain more though.
Maybe people think these are issues best dealt with within the family. For me, that means between me and Lori – there is no other family. Or maybe I should talk with my closest friends – those were the people on Facebook. So I am left with writing about things here, in my journals, and talking with my cats (not great conversationalists).
The process is very familiar to me. It has been a central story in my life. I reach out, and others pull back. Lori gets more responses to my over-reacting than I do. But it seems to me clear that I am the one most in need. It is a dynamic that sucks the energy and hope out of me. I have to deal by myself.
The first step for me is always to pull back, and go farther into hiding. If they do not need me, I can not let myself need them. It is not as easy as it sounds, so I am not sure how others do it! Maybe they just click their friend-counter down one notch, and move on.
Now… that is a bit harsh. I am not giving them a break. Clearly other things are affecting them in their choices. I just do not know what those things are. I am left to my imagination as to what is really happening, and why.
Whatever is happening, it is centered on me. It is my fault… and my responsibility. So I will go on, and reach out where I can.