does anyone else feel this? I always feel I'm using my time in the "wrong" way... I wish I had been given instructions as to what I'm meant to be doing
Yeah that's typically what happens with me, especially around other people. Basically my life around people is summed up in this interaction:
Me: Says some stupid shit because I'm not aware what I've said is offensive (translation: "Hi")
Them: Oh my god shut the fuck up kill yourself! Bye!
Me: But what did I do??
I take a shower, apparently I'm taking too long. I mean I don't blame you, it's your apartment. I don't go to the afterschool club, apparently it's annoying. I accidently start talking about my past. The guy says, "I just ignore it." Obviously I'm in the wrong. I mean CLEARLY. I'm not being snarky when I type that either, I mean genuinely I am obviously in the wrong. It got so bad I couldn't tell right from wrong anymore and I just fought anybody because I thought everyone liked people who screamed at other people for no reason (they have a reason to scream at me, I just lack self-awareness in order to tell).
So I now critically analyze the things I do sometimes. It's much better now because I'm starting to feel like the cool kids who know objectively what to do in the moment everytime. I can actually tell when I'm acting like an idiot now and when I'm not. But these days I try to avoid people. A person recently wanted me to a drawpile with them and I kinda got scared and I said, "I'm sorry I'm working on my mental health right now" and they said, "Oh I understand it's ok no problem." I did that because I was scared to get into some argument or for them to get mad at me or for me to yell at them and explode on them so I decided to stay away from people. It feels much better now.
To become more self-aware first I focused on my gut or my solar plexus anytime something bad happened like if I felt bad in anyway. I started to breathe into my gut and I started to- well the best way to put it is "just be." I started to just be. And now I actually know how to act like a normal human!
It's too late though because I'm probably gonna be dead soon. I don't mean by suicide though I'm still trying to do that, I mean literally I think I'm suffering from brain death. I'm afraid I'm gonna lose my vision soon and I'm too afraid to tell my mom that I need to go to the hospital or something. Oh well. Well, anyways al the people who hate me (rightfully so btw) should be happy now that I'm suffering.
It also ties into my life. Mom gives me money for Christmas. Instead of buying a cheap hotel for a day to drink my SN what do I do? Buy some uggs off Temu. I make the wrong moves all the time.
Anyways sorry for the rant and the trauma dump, kinda happens, it's a force of habit. I'm working on myself.