hmpf: Cole and Ramse from the show not actually called "Splinter" (Default)
there were a few times in my life when I seemed to be somewhat okay in the social contact department. Those times never lasted very long, true... but for short periods, I could manage this friendship thing.

Why can't I do it in a sustained way? Why only for a year or two?

F-list

Mar. 12th, 2012 02:09 pm
hmpf: Show of my heart (best angst ever)
It's ridiculous how much fear I have of checking my f-list.

Feels like too little, too late, to jump back in now, really. Can't save something that's been destroyed so thoroughly. Doesn't matter that I always cared - you have to show it, too. If you can't, for whatever weird mental reason, then that's too bad, but it's really not the problem of the people you abandoned; it's yours.

In books and movies, people make a clean break, leave their lives behind, make a new life with new friends somewhere else. That's how you do it. You don't get a second (well, okay maybe a second, but not a third - and I'm on my fourth or fifth try here) chance with people you treated like dirt for years. You accept that you can't fix the hurt, and that some relationships are lost. You just have to accept that you screwed up, and do better with the new people who come into your life.

No matter if you still miss the old ones.
hmpf: Show of my heart (best angst ever)
... tag.

Jeez. Yeah, trouble's been brewing for a while here.

(Not bothering to f-lock this because there's years and years of it, all over my blog - the only way to keep it from public view would be to f-lock my entire LJ. But all this has been out there so many years it would be silly to do that now. Can't put the toothpaste back in the tube, so I'm not even gonna try.)
hmpf: Show of my heart (best angst ever)
But the idea of phoning someone is still scary.


I think I may do an exploratory foray into LJ reading tonight. See how many people are even still around. (I've been told there's been an exodus.)

Maybe make a filter for reading just a few people, to keep it manageable.

Reading a few again would be a huge step forward, compared to years of not reading anybody.
hmpf: Show of my heart (angsty)
Recently, I seem to be even better than usual at pissing people off in vague and bizarre ways. Generally without meaning to. And, to be honest, I'm not even entirely sure if I'm pissing people off so much as perhaps rather causing a kind of "errrrrrrr you're a FREAK, get away from me" type of reaction. I dunno. Anyway, I've had heaps of odd situations recently that I don't quite know how to interpret.

I'd like a neat little rulebook for how to be a socially functional human being. I don't have the instinct.
hmpf: Cole and Ramse from the show not actually called "Splinter" (Default)
http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/the-introverts-corner/200911/introversion-and-the-energy-equation

This is interesting, because I've referred to myself, on occasion, as an emotional vampire - and I didn't know that expression was used by other people as well. It's also interesting that the article talks about energy in relation to social interactions, because when I try to explain my problem with social life to people, I often refer to my available level of energy. I usually say I'm a "low energy person" when it comes to social life. ETA: Actually, I'm a low energy person in general, I think. There is - usually - only very little energy available in my psyche for social relations, and that means I can be a good friend to one or two people - maybe three; or I can be a bad friend to more. There is only so much energy to go around.

"Emotional vampire" is a very negative term of course, and the description makes it sound like a choice: emotional vampires "tend to like a big return but don't like making such a big investment" - "like" and "don't like", not "need" and "can't". Emotional vampires are, in other words, (somewhat) deliberately exploiting other people. Maybe - well, okay, *certainly* - this is true for some people. But, speaking for myself, this is definitely *not* something I do because I "like" it. Rather, it's something that happens because I have an unfortunate need for deep connection paired with an extremely low energy level available for social interactions.

The situation is exacerbated by the fact that, I think, the same description also fits rather a lot of the people I care about. Which means that none of us can fulfill the other's needs. We all need more from the other than we can give. A lot of the time; maybe most of the time. When I've seen a friend or two, or written an e-mail or two, or made a phonecall or two, that - usually - means I've exhausted my social energy reservoir for the week. I have seriously considered making a schedule of some sort, spacing out social contacts according to some rota so that everyone I care about gets at least *some* attention from me, if only at long intervals. Of course, social life doesn't really work that way.

ETA 2: Sorry, no replies to comments today; awfully busy day, just needed to ramble about this for a moment because it seemed so a propos.
hmpf: Show of my heart (angsty)
the biggest "brain freeze factor" in the previous glimpse into my psyche is the "social stuff" - I can make reasonably good To Do lists for things like fixing my bike and doing the dishes, but I'm unable to handle my social life in a similar manner. (Also, the unfixed bike - which tends to come at the bottom of my To Do list and so has remained unfixed for, err, years *is ashamed* - does not cause me anywhere near the constant emotional anguish that my neglected friends do.) So, since I can't handle social life properly, instead I kind of don't handle it at all, drifting further and further away from everyone I care about. Which sucks and makes me and - probably - everyone involved unhappy.

I'm afraid of taking this particular problem to a therapist, though, because I'm afraid the therapist would tell me to decide which people I "*really* care about", and essentially ditch all the others. Because I care about *all* of them, and while there are a handful of people I feel closest to (an emotional fact which, by now, is not actually founded on any kind of "real" fact anymore, as I don't see or talk to any of these people on a regular basis), I would not want to lose the rest, either.

Except of course I'm currently losing everyone.
hmpf: Show of my heart (angsty)
60% M.A. thesis fear
10% fear of not finding a job in summer/autumn 2009
5% fear of finding a job that will eat my life
10% awareness of precarious pecuniary situation
10% social guilt
5% frustration at lack of headspace for creative endeavours
----------------------------------------------------
100% insomnia

Though, to be honest, tonight it's more like

30% M.A. thesis fear
10% fear of not finding a job
5% fear of finding a job
45% awareness of precarious pecuniary situation
5% social guilt
5% frustration at lack of headspace for creativity

The result is still 100% insomnia, though.

It wouldn't be so bad if it didn't affect my eyes and my back so badly. Unfortunately, after a few sleepless nights my eyes and my back are pretty much killing me, and while caffeine will help keep me awake and somewhat functional for thesis preparation purposes through the day, there's nothing that can be done to combat the back and eye pain.

Well, I guess I could take painkillers. But really, needing massive doses of caffeine to get through the day is bad enough. I don't want to get dependent on something worse than that.
hmpf: Show of my heart (angsty)
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, all you people I love and keep failing. (And the ones I don't know as well but sorta like, too.) I *was* doing well about catching up, and then I... slipped. Again. And here I am, standing in the tracks watching the disappearing train, with a thousand other things demanding my attention.

Okay, here's an experiment. It's a little past ten p.m. I usually get tired around 3 a.m. Let's see if I can get five solid hours of (uni) work in for once. If I manage *that* I'll allow myself an hour of catching up tomorrow. There are a few people whose LJs I've been afraid to check, recently, because I'm a coward and I think you may need me and I don't know what to do.

I'm sorry guys. It's not even that I'm too busy to keep in touch, exactly, though by rights I should be. I should have been so busy these last couple of months.

It's... complicated. It's my brain making excuses (mostly subconscious ones, at that) to procrastinate, both when I need to work *and* when I need to do things to... keep in touch. Because interacting with people I care about, for some reason, becomes 'work', too, in my mind; it becomes stressful (I'm sure it is to everyone, really, to some degree, but most people seem to be better at dealing with it than I am), and I can only do so much of it before I need to run. For a while.

(I know I've said that before, or something like it, recently.)

So the last week and a half (or the last two weeks? My sense of time gets screwed up, too, when I get like this) I've been running (which means: turning inwards; reading; writing; drawing; taking walks around the neighbourhood; even hanging out at internet message boards because that's kind of... inconsequential; but not: meeting or phoning or e-mailing people I really care about.) And now work has become so pressing that I *actually* don't have the time to do my catching up, all thanks to my feverish procrastination of the past so-and-so-many weeks.

All right. Twenty past. I need to get working now.

See you tomorrow.

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