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PANEL 1:
CAPTION: The Expectation.
PANEL 2:
— I think EVERYone … HATES me.
PANEL 3:
CAPTION: The Self-fulfilling Prophecy
PANEL 4:
— There’s no point in being social, friendly or nice if everyone’s going to hate me anyways.
CAPTION: The Expectation.
PANEL 2:
— I think EVERYone … HATES me.
PANEL 3:
CAPTION: The Self-fulfilling Prophecy
PANEL 4:
— There’s no point in being social, friendly or nice if everyone’s going to hate me anyways.
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This is so needlessly rude.
… “rude”?
I used to do this. Aside from the being nice part. I used to think anyone I considered a friend didn’t actually like me so I would just stay home and turn into a hermit.
Oh no… (know the feeling). You need a hug. *hugs*
Oh man, again, so much me. Eventually, I lose so many friends this way. So hard to fight it – Depression lies and I believe it too often.
Ivan Dornetti la profezia che si autoavvera!111!11!1
It’s like you’ve read my mind. I’m trying to be better about this, but it is difficult to change a lifetime of it.
It is, it’s like trying to paddle a boat upriver. It takes a lot of energy to try to overcome these beliefs, and it’s so easy to slip back if you’re not attentive.
the neurotic hostily !!! It took my girlfriend to snap me out of the worst of it
This is a big thing I struggle with?
https://t.co/oiSi2tBQ32
Oh yeah, done this a million times. What gets me is it can be split second, in the middle of a conversation, not just declining invitations to events or being a hermit, but being unable to respond to invitations in conversation, like if someone extends a flirtatious comment to show interest and you just lock up and shut down, incapable of believing that someone would actually be interested in you. Then the self recrimination later. Sucks.
This describes a lot of what I’ve been going through in the last few years.
I know; oh yes man I KNOW this. For even though I intellectually know that these & similiar thoughts are not necessarily true they keep me, in effect, a virual recluse. Also they keep me from trying to reconnect with two of my supposed best friends who seemingly gave up on me!
Also Peter’s post echoed resoundedly in my life… But in my case, when I do manage to get out there to do things I need to do I become manic: I start exclamatory conversations that I do not have the ability to continue beyond a certain comfort zone. [Due to being ‘starved’ of any affection!] Only to later to incriminate myself about what I said: about how mean or flippant or inappropriate or whatever it was or now seems to have been…
As for flirting with anyone I cannot see that there is anyone out there for me. [Am a ‘slightly’ overweight man of a certain age with long hair and beard!] Though some of my conversations with shop assistants do have such an edge but then they are, in effect, a captive audience since they are ‘called to’ respond politely!
My only hope is encapsulated in the fact that I am able to [normally] continuously get an assurance from “Him upstairs” for He’s always there in spite of how deep the abyss seems to be in the moment. Thankfully, for the most part, I am able to see a light at the end of the tunnel and the assurance that it is good…
Continuing on… [Submitted befor I had finished!]…
All the best to one and all, especially in this season from,
EyeQuestOn (Ian from Brighton, Sussx, UK)
This only my second post to this most excellant comix… I personally believe that this should be essential reading for all medical professionals, mental health professionals, social workers et al! Am also feeling very exposed by what I have shared above… Peace, out!
Thank you for the kind words, and don’t worry, you’re among friends here.
I’ve lost my best friends this way too. I hate the guilt that comes along with it.
I just found this comic and read all of them from start until here. Almost every panel I’ve read I find myself asking, “Is this me?”
Thank you for putting all this to “paper”. It’s making me think – maybe it’s time for me to get some help.
For me, it feels like a chicken/egg problem though. Was I that reclusive already before the first person actually told me I’m not wanted (for daring to display a sad face at one)?
Btw, is there any way to view the site on the version for people who use a PC to visit it? The mobile version feels rather restricted on a normal PC screen …
Hi, thank you for your comment. I’ve tested this on several PC machines and it always comes up as expected. For example, if you go to the main screen pn a PC you should see a 3 x 3 grid of pictures; on a mobile it’s a vertical row of 9. Can you describe the problem? Thanks!
When I get internet hate (sometimes) https://t.co/YJpVie4HJM via @depressioncomix
Ugh, yes. Thank you, this will help with my holidays. Although I’m at the point where I’d rather be alone than have to fake being happy when I’m around people.
Being alone, despite everything, requires a lot less mental energy than having to appear happy, I agree with you there.
Genau so gehts mir auch. Aber wie sollte ich auch glauben dass man mich mögen könnte? https://t.co/2PNkS5uarR via @depressioncomix
Please explain, Rachel