[ SECRET POST #7043 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #7043 ⌋

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[Pokemon go]



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[The Amazing Digital Circus]



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I made myself sad.

[(Anonymous)]

I was thinking about posting to this thread and venting some old grief I had about my childhood and it made me think back to what a sad, anxious kid I was. I hated it when adults didn't take me seriously just because I was small. It made me want to cry when I made mistakes because I'd get yelled at it made fun of by my own parents and I knew I couldn't cry because that would make it worse. I was anxious all the time, worried about failing at everything, worried about being a burden and being stupid and growing up to be a bigger failure. I was so scared to try new things because I didn't have any confidence in myself that I wouldn't screw it up or ruin it. I loved daydreaming and playing imaginary games with myself, but I hid it from my parents because they'd scold me for wasting time or being childish even when I was literally a child.

I don't have kids myself, and don't want any. But I think back on the lonely, introverted munchkin with her nose always buried in a book and I think jesus fucking christ, what a sad little girl. She's going to grow up and have so many problems. :(

Re: I made myself sad.

[(Anonymous)]

I feel that. That's largely how I grew up too, emotionally immature parent who couldn't deal with life and only loved kids when they were cute and well behaved and not anything demanding actual parental responsibility. I've had the experience of trying new things ruined so many times because I had the audacity to not be an automatic genius at something I knew nothing about. I was also mocked for not knowing things they never bothered to teach me. I'm pretty sure they're the reason I have a history of raging when I mess up at hobbies, due to not being allowed to make mistakes (I've gotten more aware of this and am trying to get better at it, which is difficult when I can't tell the difference between that and menopause). Add in isolation because they didn't like it when I had friends either.

And it would have made all the difference in the world if just one mature, caring, responsible adult had seen me and let me know they had my back. I might have a circle I feel safe in now, a better career, maybe I'd be someplace completely different.