My regrets.... I thought I was a strong person. Everything that I have previously achieved in life, I did so, not through determination or ambition but because it was something to do.
What I have learnt through attending weekly therapy sessions, for several months is that I live in my head. I'm disconnected from my emotions. I don't take enjoyment in anything but do things because that is what I think society expects me to do, such as going to uni, getting a good job, saving money for deposit for a mortgage etc.
I don't have true dreams or desires. I just do things for the sake of doing them, like a robot.
I wear a mask for the rest of the world because I don't want to be vulnerable and risk people seeing that side of me.
When I think about things that are difficult for me to process, I just shut down completely. If I feel the mask slipping, I hide away until it is firmly back in place.
I don't know who I really am. I have no real interests, I just do things, take on "hobbies" because that is what people do. I have never felt satisfaction or accomplishment in anything I've achieved. I've travelled but took no enjoyment or pleasure out of it. It's just what people do. I've earned good money in my last job that I was good at, but that is just what people do. Had a "grown-up" relationship from 14-24, even though it was toxic, but that is what people do.
I wish I felt a true connection to any kind of being, not just going through the motions. Wish I was genuinely in-touch with my emotions and not shut them down as soon as I feel anything, wether good or bad.
I can't say I wish things could be how they use to be when I was.... because I've always felt this way. I can't now start from scratch like I've just been born. I don't have a time when shit was different. I don't have a default setting.
I've existed in this "fog" forever, that I can't see a sunny day.
What I regret is... never knowing who I am. I feel like Pinocchio, "I just want to be a real girl".