Well, it's been a year.
Hauser
Registrant
And I've achieved none of the goals that I had hoped to accomplish since "talking about it". "Talking about it" didn't help at all the way I see it. I'm exactly where I was at a year ago today and I have nothing to show for it except to say that I tried?
I'm actually making less money than I was a year ago, I'm still a social misfit. Girls that I work up the nerve to talk to in public always tell me they're taken. No employers are willing to hire me cuz my "talents" are shared by too many others that are competing in this tight economy up here in MI. I'm not afraid to relocate, but I can't afford to move, I can't afford to relocate and buy new furniture etc.
This is a big joke to me so far. What has changed since "disclosing"? Well, I've made my parents feel guilty and they now know that I've been angry at them all these years and now they know and they've apologized and they really meant it. But I don't feel any better. Talking to my parents didn't help.
I thought if I hired a T and talked as openly and honest as I could to him that I might actually accomplish something with my life. It has not happened.
This mindset that I've inherited from my abuse, it's led me into a quagmire of self-defeating and repetitious behavior of hopelessness. I tried to reach out for help, help me to take control with my life.
How long before I get my life back? If not a YEAR after trying to address it, then TWO years? FIVE years? How long before I get my life back?
One of the worst manifestations of my abuse is that it led me to a life of underachievement, hence, girls pass me up because although I'm not a bad-looking guy, they would rather go out with the other guy that makes X thousands more per year than I do and he's "going places". Yes, I've been told that on more than one occasion outright.
Shit, I thought that any girl would be happy that they can find a guy that won't cheat on him and actually devote his life to her and the family but I guess I'm not good enough for that. Well they lost their chance cuz now I'm getting too old.
So, in short, my perp stole the real me. He wiped my normal programing of healthy social/sexual/relationship development and replaced it with a dirty/currupt copy of self-hate, directionless living, underachievment, and a textbook example of who to avoid if you have anything good to offer.
You guys? HOW did you ever meet someone that you had come to love? HOW did you ever finish college and attain a career? HOW did you function in these capacities whereas I have known nothing but failure?
Nothing is working. What am I supposed to do? I've tried to do the right things, GOD how I tried.
Thank you for letting me vent here.
(p.s. I normally don't post here but I thought MAYBE that the input on this forum would be more apt to offer help).
I'm actually making less money than I was a year ago, I'm still a social misfit. Girls that I work up the nerve to talk to in public always tell me they're taken. No employers are willing to hire me cuz my "talents" are shared by too many others that are competing in this tight economy up here in MI. I'm not afraid to relocate, but I can't afford to move, I can't afford to relocate and buy new furniture etc.
This is a big joke to me so far. What has changed since "disclosing"? Well, I've made my parents feel guilty and they now know that I've been angry at them all these years and now they know and they've apologized and they really meant it. But I don't feel any better. Talking to my parents didn't help.
I thought if I hired a T and talked as openly and honest as I could to him that I might actually accomplish something with my life. It has not happened.
This mindset that I've inherited from my abuse, it's led me into a quagmire of self-defeating and repetitious behavior of hopelessness. I tried to reach out for help, help me to take control with my life.
How long before I get my life back? If not a YEAR after trying to address it, then TWO years? FIVE years? How long before I get my life back?
One of the worst manifestations of my abuse is that it led me to a life of underachievement, hence, girls pass me up because although I'm not a bad-looking guy, they would rather go out with the other guy that makes X thousands more per year than I do and he's "going places". Yes, I've been told that on more than one occasion outright.
Shit, I thought that any girl would be happy that they can find a guy that won't cheat on him and actually devote his life to her and the family but I guess I'm not good enough for that. Well they lost their chance cuz now I'm getting too old.
So, in short, my perp stole the real me. He wiped my normal programing of healthy social/sexual/relationship development and replaced it with a dirty/currupt copy of self-hate, directionless living, underachievment, and a textbook example of who to avoid if you have anything good to offer.
You guys? HOW did you ever meet someone that you had come to love? HOW did you ever finish college and attain a career? HOW did you function in these capacities whereas I have known nothing but failure?
Nothing is working. What am I supposed to do? I've tried to do the right things, GOD how I tried.
Thank you for letting me vent here.
(p.s. I normally don't post here but I thought MAYBE that the input on this forum would be more apt to offer help).