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I’m not really sure why I’m posting this, other than to just vent somewhere.
I’m a 32-year-old male in the U.S., never married and no kids. On the surface my life looks good - gainfully employed, living on my own, set to pay off a large debt next month - but I feel like I’m rotting on the inside - no girlfriend; no friends; virtually no activities outside of work, Mass on weekends/Holy Days/occasionally during the week, and visiting my parents; the occasional hobby for which I can muster enough focus and willpower, which are becoming fewer and farther between.
I’ve become a very bitter, angry and cynical person. I don’t trust people at all, and I find myself simultaneously wanting to be accepted by people and wanting to be left alone. Example - just tonight I was at a nearby church I go to for Adoration (not my parish) and I was sitting on a bench outside of the nave but facing it, looking through the doors at the altar. Some people walked by and bowed/genuflected and then proceeded to walk past me. I think I was daydreaming a bit and one of the people thought I was looking at them when I actually wasn’t, because he said hello to me, extended his hand without warning and said “God Bless”. Not wanting to be impolite, I shook his hand and said “Thank you”, but on the inside I was thinking “Why did you say hello to me? Why are you shaking my hand? We don’t know each other. Leave me alone.” I found myself feeling resentment toward someone who was nothing but nice to me.
I’ve been assigned to a work project where one of the end users is a very presumptuous executive who has no respect for personal boundaries - they will interrupt whatever you’re doing at your desk to have a conversation about whatever they want you to do for them, to the point where you want to hide so you can get some actual work done. Nothing ever seems to be good enough for this person, and the requirements always seem to be changing, making me feel like I’m playing a perpetual game of Whac-A-Mole. As a result I’ve developed anger towards this person, perhaps even hatred, and I do everything in my power to avoid them and/or otherwise keep conversations to an absolute minimum.
Last year I had a bad health scare for over 6 months that gave me a panic attack and has left me with health anxiety, that has since also manifested itself as come-and-go religious scrupulosity. CAF has been both the best and worst thing for my scrupulosity. It still interferes with my psyche and sometimes makes it hard to be productive while maintaining a composed demeanor. I try to work from home as often as possible as a result.
Sometimes I think about becoming a priest; I like the idea of writing and delivering homilies. But theology both greatly interests me and terrifies me, thanks to my newfound scrupulosity…and I also have wanted to get married for a long time. Then I think about getting married and quickly decide I’d never find anyone I could trust. That leaves me with joining a religious community, which would probably exasperate me as an introvert…all of which makes me feel like a man without a vocation.
At this point I’m not sure what to do. I feel completely lost.
I’m a 32-year-old male in the U.S., never married and no kids. On the surface my life looks good - gainfully employed, living on my own, set to pay off a large debt next month - but I feel like I’m rotting on the inside - no girlfriend; no friends; virtually no activities outside of work, Mass on weekends/Holy Days/occasionally during the week, and visiting my parents; the occasional hobby for which I can muster enough focus and willpower, which are becoming fewer and farther between.
I’ve become a very bitter, angry and cynical person. I don’t trust people at all, and I find myself simultaneously wanting to be accepted by people and wanting to be left alone. Example - just tonight I was at a nearby church I go to for Adoration (not my parish) and I was sitting on a bench outside of the nave but facing it, looking through the doors at the altar. Some people walked by and bowed/genuflected and then proceeded to walk past me. I think I was daydreaming a bit and one of the people thought I was looking at them when I actually wasn’t, because he said hello to me, extended his hand without warning and said “God Bless”. Not wanting to be impolite, I shook his hand and said “Thank you”, but on the inside I was thinking “Why did you say hello to me? Why are you shaking my hand? We don’t know each other. Leave me alone.” I found myself feeling resentment toward someone who was nothing but nice to me.
I’ve been assigned to a work project where one of the end users is a very presumptuous executive who has no respect for personal boundaries - they will interrupt whatever you’re doing at your desk to have a conversation about whatever they want you to do for them, to the point where you want to hide so you can get some actual work done. Nothing ever seems to be good enough for this person, and the requirements always seem to be changing, making me feel like I’m playing a perpetual game of Whac-A-Mole. As a result I’ve developed anger towards this person, perhaps even hatred, and I do everything in my power to avoid them and/or otherwise keep conversations to an absolute minimum.
Last year I had a bad health scare for over 6 months that gave me a panic attack and has left me with health anxiety, that has since also manifested itself as come-and-go religious scrupulosity. CAF has been both the best and worst thing for my scrupulosity. It still interferes with my psyche and sometimes makes it hard to be productive while maintaining a composed demeanor. I try to work from home as often as possible as a result.
Sometimes I think about becoming a priest; I like the idea of writing and delivering homilies. But theology both greatly interests me and terrifies me, thanks to my newfound scrupulosity…and I also have wanted to get married for a long time. Then I think about getting married and quickly decide I’d never find anyone I could trust. That leaves me with joining a religious community, which would probably exasperate me as an introvert…all of which makes me feel like a man without a vocation.
At this point I’m not sure what to do. I feel completely lost.