When you have very little family and friend support

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Hello everyone, and thanks in advance for reading this long post. I have decided to reach out about this difficult thing I am experiencing and ask for thoughts and prayers.

The family story is very long and full of petty resentments, but basically as a result of many feuds and infighting, my dad is currently the only family member actively willing to have a relationship with me on any kind of regular basis. I am talking about my extended family as well as immediate.

I was finally getting closer to my younger sister again, who goes through periods, sometimes for years, where she won’t talk to me much and then pops up again. Last time it was a quick, “Oh yeah sorry I wasn’t talking to you I was just going through stuff and didn’t know what to think of you being Catholic” and some other vague excuses. I have always welcomed her back when she decides to return.

This time I had just visited her, and we were planning for me to move down to the city she lives in, in a state a few south of mine. I was very excited, and had been hoping for some time to get out of my hometown, because I don’t fit in here. But I’ve always been too scared to move, because I am really bad at making friends and didn’t want to move where I don’t know anyone. This was the perfect solution.

Last Monday she just sends me a one paragraph note on Facebook about how I wouldn’t be welcome among her friends because I’m a different religion…or maybe it was assuming I wouldn’t want to hang with them because of my faith, which is a terrible portrayal of me…and how it would be “emotionally hard on her.” Yes, this refers to me just being in the same city as her, I was not going to live with her in her house.

This was totally out of the blue and counter to all that had been happening between us. She said some more things about different paths and how I “put her” in a “dark emotional space” and quoted some things I had supposedly said in the past that hurt her feelings. For example, “You used to say this.” Not only were they kind of minor things, but also to my memory I never said any of those things.

She lives her life like this, believing herself entitled to drop any person or responsibility because it makes her feel a negative emotion. But, she has told me she does not feel guilty about using people for money before dropping them. She has been through some hard times and seems to think she is the only one who has, and therefore the rules don’t apply; that is why she quit her old job and the only reason she has a part time job of 10 hours a week is because I helped her get it, and lives rent-free at the house of a very charitable man.

Her accusations of me totally disregard all the times she has hurt me in many ways including cutting me off for years, which I never brought up and always welcomed her back and forgave. She openly stated that she knows I’m “in a different mindset” so basically acknowledging that any different mindset than hers is unacceptable and can’t be a part of her life.

When I visited her at the end of February, her drunk boyfriend assaulted me physically, saying he was going to kill me. She dumped him and defended me and I know she does love me. But she still talked to him and the next day spent more time talking with him than with me. He had also done heavy narcotics with her in the past year. I don’t think she is a regular user but it was scary that she had experimented. She seems to take pride in not getting addicted to dangerous drugs, as if she’s superior to people that do.

Also, she couldn’t stop talking about all the wonderful things her ex had supposedly also done for her, defending him. He used to say things like, he fantasized about killing family members that had wronged her, as a sign of “love.” She would also talk about such fantasies. He tried that on me earlier in the trip, when he was trying to get on my good side, saying there would be “three knives” in anyone who hurt me. Oh—he calls himself Christian.

Yet, in spite of her “wonderful” ex, she can dump her own sister at a moment’s notice. I had bought my own plane ticket there, had bought her gifts, and would buy food that they would eat without asking. I had to clean their kitchen for 5 hours because it was so dirty and I couldn’t even eat looking at it, then they just went back to messing it up.

She fails to see her choice of boyfriend and drug use and lifestyle may have put her in her “dark emotional space.” As usual, she finds some minor thing that may or may not have happened between us year ago, and scapegoats me for her entire life. She is on a very bad path and she rejected me because she thinks I’m not “healing” properly from our difficult childhood. She says that “her” way is “literally the only way to move forward,” although I’m unclear what her way is at it seems to constitute having a nervous breakdown and uncontrollably sobbing on a Saturday night because of some regret from 10 years ago, and then cutting out everyone who gets in the way of her “finding herself” or whatever she is supposed to be doing.

Some of her words remind me of psychobabble mind-trips her ex used to throw at me that would freak me out, and I wonder if she is talking to him again.

In my extended family, it is very common to make holding petty grudges some sort of hobby or competitive sport. I once spoke with my aunt about how I forgive one family member that hurt me, and she was shocked—on the phone she seemed taken aback and said “you forgive him?” She couldn’t believe it. I believe she is supposedly a Christian. Both extended families enjoy grouping together and holding shared resentments, and scapegoating individual family members.
 
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I have written a calm but firm letter in reply to my sister’s notes because I have never really spoken up about how she is hurting me. I am still too scared to send it until I meet with my spiritual director, but a confessor told me to keep communicating with her. I have no clue how to turn the other cheek here, if I should just let it slide and accept that we won’t communicate for years and I’m losing her again, or if I should finally calmly state that I believe she is scapegoating me and that some other responses I had, that she is hurting me, and that I love her.

I realize she has issues, but I am very disappointed and saddened because I was finally going to have at least one more strong relationship with a family member. When we get along she really gets me and we can share jokes that go back years. I feel comfortable with her when things are good which is so rare for me with anyone. She did a total about face with absolutely no warning. Everyone always defends her, even my friend, explaining away her behavior. I get it, but no one seems to have any consideration for my feelings, and no one holds her accountable. They just excuse her as “going through things.” She is an adult, she should be held accountable.

Other than that I have a couple friends but they have their own lives. I am very, very poor at making long-term friends and always have been. I am staying with a very, very kind friend right now and we talk, and I am very grateful, but I feel like a huge burden.

All this is more serious than you would think, as I have been hospitalized from being so down from getting isolated over Christmas. People just don’t really want me in their life that much, sometimes as a charity case or as the quirky “side friend” kind of but that’s it. It makes me feel very weird especially compared to everyone around me who is quite popular. All my old single friends are all coupled off and I am always the awkward one. Either that or they just have a life filled with many, many close friends with whom they do things often—or, they are married / coupled off and have many friends as well.

I have prayed for a spouse for many years to no avail. I don’t know any catholic man who would be able to deal with my issues. I would have to have a tiny wedding; can you imagine a catholic man with a huge loving catholic family, and then my side of the church would be sparse and empty? And what if, like a normal guy, he wouldn’t want a tiny wedding, would want his family there?

It makes talking to guys a little uncomfortable—usually, the topic of family comes up fairly early on. It got so awkward talking to one guy, just a friend, when he kept asking why I couldn’t move to a state where I have family, or other things like that, that he stopped talking to me for a couple months. I think most people assume it reflects badly on me.

I don’t know any guy who wants to deal with a broken family like this or any of my other issues.

The best catholic men I know who are so kind and interested in being in my life and don’t seem judgmental of me are all in the seminary. I cried after Easter Vigil because I had to force myself to leave after seeing a man I really like who is in the seminary and knowing that nothing can happen because I respect his vocation too much, and knowing that I don’t like other men I meet that much. I don’t believe that I just think he’s cool because he’s wearing a habit, as some people suggest, he is just genuinely great.

I don’t know what to do. I also lost my job in September and have applied to probably over 200 jobs and had nothing and only even two real interviews. People are starting to think there is something wrong with me.

I just am at a total loss why God gives other people the gifts of sincere friendship and a large loving catholic family that many of the people around me seem to take for granted, and has saddled me with this trial of having almost no one, when it is actually extremely dangerous for my mental health to be this isolated. God knows that, so why doesn’t He give me the skills to make my own friends or family? God blessed my sister with an abundance of friends and my extended family includes her. She barely even gives Him the time of day, and she does all these horrible antisocial things besides things I’ve mentioned here, but people love her. Aunts, cousins, etc, all have lots of long-term friends! So does my godfather who blocked me on facebook and won’t take me calls. Plus, they have each other!

I should be more accepting of the cross and have a perspective on how short this life is and how much worse other people in the world have it. But I feel like trying to take care of myself alone is going to get worse as I get older. I am very nervous and don’t understand why this is happening. Practical concerns bother me, such as what if I can’t take care of myself (I’m already bad at it now,) things like that.

I have actually tried to discern religious life before but was rejected twice for various reasons. I feel like God doesn’t think I’m cool enough to be a “real” person and a “real” Catholic, with an actual visible vocation, or a visible marriage, or a warm family and friends. I’ve been rejected from many jobs at Catholic places, and it felt like I wasn’t good enough for those places.

Even any job would make me feel like I had more of a purpose. I admit though, when you don’t have any outside human contact to look forward to, and don’t have good people skills, working is harder. People judge harshly those who aren’t a “people person” as if it’s a choice and they deserve to be outcast.
 
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I ended up chatting to a lot of random people online, which is silly, because I know it is better than getting as down as I did over Christmas when I had no family to be with. I tried to ask if I could visit my brother’s mom but she neatly avoided it after saying “of course.” When she visited my town in December she took pictures of herself visiting all her friends and going to a church 3 blocks from where I live, but claimed she “didn’t have time” to visit me or even have coffee. A couple years ago she took my brother and moved to another state and told me about this by text message. She does contact briefly on holidays, which is more than one of my aunts who couldn’t bring herself to even say happy birthday to me.

I don’t even feel like a human being, because most human beings have family and friends as the main part of their life (I mean family to also include a religious community,) and it is so ingrained in their life that they can’t imagine what it is like to be me. Then, they assume something is wrong with me. Or, they give me advice on how to think positive and make friends. I went through a phase for years of acting extroverted and positive. I acted ridiculous and as soon as I lost the energy to be fake, people stopped liking me. I cannot change my personality and even when I try to be better, people still dislike me.

Recently every single young adult in my group of friends at my church was invited to an out of state wedding of a former parishioner, except for me. He knew me well enough, and yet invited people who joined the parish far later than I did. That kind of thing is the norm for me and has happened my whole life, along with strangers and family alike intensely hating me. Often women I barely know act disgusted to be around me. Actually, even with the girls I consider my friends, I walk on eggshells at certain points because whenever I’ve showed too much enthusiasm about wanting to hang out, like most friends do, they get weirded out. Most men don’t approach me. They will check me out and look at me but act like I’m some untouchable person that shouldn’t be talked to. I just feel like giving up !
 
You have obviously given this a lot of thought and are experiencing a lot of anguish because of family relationships. You are certainly not alone when it comes to dysfunctional family situations. In fact I don’t know of a family that isn’t dysfunctional to some extent. Satan hates families because they reflect the Holy Family and keeps them under constant attack.

You are being called to be the light of Christ in your family. Keep loving them no matter what. Be quick to forgive and pray for those who hurt you. Praying is the most powerful thing we can do and we often wrongly assume it’s a last resort in a difficult situation. Some things are beyond our control so we should focus on the things we do have control over. We have a lot of power! The power to love and forgive. We don’t have to be ready to spout scripture at every occasion but evangelize mainly through our behavior. We someone hurts you thank God for that person and forgive them as much as you are able to at the time. Don’t lash back but pray for them. God will take that and perfect your forgiveness over time. We get so much grace when we bend our will to Christ’s and forgive. We should actually thank God when someone hurts us as it gives us the opportunity to forgive! If people hate you because of your Faith, remember they hated Christ first because of His!

For other relationships we can’t force them, however if we act as Christ wants a peace comes over us that attracts others to us as they wonder about it. It is the presence of the Holy Spirit acting in us. We can’t force that either, we can’t change others but we can allow ourselves to be changed by submitting to the Holy Spirit. The words in Isiah “Be still and know that I am GOD” is not just a nice thing God says to make us all warm and fuzzy inside, it’s a road map for our lives.

I hope that helps.
 
my dear, I definitely get what you are going through.

I, too, am not very good at making friends. ther’es just this stigma about hanging out with the “blind girl” that is uncool. but now that I’m trying to be more involved in the cathohlic community, it’s slightly better.

I have issues with my family too. i’'m not close with my parents and they aren’t too close to their siblings either. my dad’s sister even told him I was a “church freak”

I don’t really have siblings of my own, only a half-brother who’ve seen three times in my life and isn’t too fond of my existence since that means his family is broken, which I understand, to a certain extent.

and other people have their own problems, try not to let them make them in to your problems when they can’t deal with them. I have a lot of that going on too

I don’t really have any solutions, except for letting God in to our lives more and allowing him to increase. I know we want to receive love from others but it’s more important to give it ourselves
 
It’s really hard when you’re looking for work because the whole process can be very discouraging. And if on top of it there are all these other issues in one’s life, it all looks terribly bleak. I am sorry you are going through all this.

Do you think it might help if you started to do some volunteer work with people? That would get you out of your house and into the community meeting people. I am sure your church would know of places that need help, maybe even specifically Catholic ones or where lots of Catholics volunteer. There are plenty of opportunities outside of normal work hours as well as during work hours, if you know what your work hours will probably be when you find work.
 
I am sorry your family members are not supportive and continue to let you down. The family I grew up in was very dysfunctional and untrustworthy. I knew after I lost both parents 30 years ago I would never have my sister for support because she was always self-centered and never cared about anyone but herself. My friends were more of a family to me than my own family. It is sad, but sometimes it is better to face the truth than to continue to be let down.
 
Thank you everyone who replied for reading my long post. I really appreciate your taking the time.

Polycarp1, you are right that I am called to be the light of Christ in my family, especially since I am the only one who is catholic. It is a bit hard to be an example, though, when they don’t really have a presence in my life at all. One thing I can do is forgive and pray, and I definitely have the opportunity to do that. I like that idea of being thankful when you get hurt because it gives you a chance to forgive.

As for making other friends, I agree that it can’t be forced. I hear that a lot but I don’t think I really try to force things. As a matter of fact, I have had to make a conscious effort to try a little harder in planning things and reaching out, because I get so withdrawn and introspective and laissez-faire about friendships, since I feel like no one wants to be around me anyway. I also don’t find the same stuff funny or interesting that a lot of people seem to. I try to be an example and be filled with God’s peace, but sometimes instead of peace and joy I feel I relate more to His suffering.

angel1, I am so sorry to hear you are being stigmatized for a difference and excluded because of that. I can’t imagine what it is like, because I don’t that particular thing in common with you. I do relate a little bit, though, because I am stigmatized for other reasons, such as my personal and family issues. The word stigma, it helps me to remember, is derived from Christ’s own stigmata, his wounds on his hands, feet, and side that made him be rejected by so many. I relate to being the “weird church girl” in the family also. You are right that I need to let God increase in my life.

St. Francis, I appreciate your empathy about how discouraging job searching is. I am tired of even looking at the job sites, tired of seeing required experience I can’t possibly get if someone doesn’t give me a chance, tired of applying to jobs I can’t even imagine wanting in any way. Tired of pleading with God.

I actually did start volunteering. I am involved in a ministry that walks around and feeds the local homeless once a week. I also have begun taking spanish classes. However, those are over this week and won’t resume again until summer. They are at my church and affordable. I may need to look into more volunteer things. It totally helps. The main thing though is that outside of class or volunteering I rarely make connections with people. I go to a lot of catholic events too, and there is a broad network in my area, although that doesn’t mean I end up being close to all these catholics. I usually don’t get asked to hang out outside of those things, and people might say hi to me (many times they don’t) during those things but that’s it.

7 Sorrows, I am sorry to hear that you too have suffered due to a broken family. I am trying to come to terms with it. I wish I had an ability to make friends into my family, but I’ve never been good at that. Most of my friends are in couples now, many moving towards marriage or already there, so there is simply no way they can have as much time for me. Also, it gets really uncomfortable being the third or fifth or thirteenth wheel all the time, I just feel like a nobody that’s just there for comic relief or something. I am glad you have been able to find a little support outside of family.

I finally talked to my spiritual director, he thinks I should hold off on writing my sister back until the dust settles, and that I shouldn’t blame her because she is not capable of giving very much right now and she is lost. I am so torn about this and other things within my family, and I am just going to have to be really really patient somehow.
 
Peace be with your spirit. How do you feel about spending time with yourself? Do you like doing things that you like to do? Try to nurture and cultivate what you truely enjoy doing. Once you find satisfaction and joy with pleasing yourself you will then be able to attract those who are seeking your enjoyments. Spend the next year finding small ways to find joy in who you are and who God created you to be. Seek not what others see you as but what God see’s you as. Find comfort with just being with yourself. Try new adventures like taking walks in parks, hiking up a mountain, swimming, time in the adoration chapel, and turn off that hampster that runs through your thoughts creating too much noise in your brain. Certainly, allow these thoughts, but try to control the amount of time you invest to this thought pattern and create new thought patterns.
 
I can relate to so much of what you’re describing. I’ve described similar family issues here over the last 6 or 7 years. I, too, have felt very alone.

(For reference, my father is a diagnosed alcoholic, has been to jail for domestic abuse, has tried to choke both me and my sister, and I have multiple reasons to suspect he’s a pervert and wonder what I don’t remember. But I’m regarded as the whole problem amidst an otherwise perfect family. Even my children believe this.)

I do wonder what you mean when you say being isolated is very dangerous to your mental health. More so than to anyone else’s?

I’ve been dealing with these things for years, and I sometimes wonder if there’s ever permanent light at the end of the tunnel, yet I can recommend many things that can make each day brighter, in addition to what you’re already doing–getting out, joining groups, learning new things, doing things for others.

Gratitude. Keep a gratitude list.

Set goals. Sites like 43things or other places for making and pursuing bucket lists are wonderful places to think about what you really want from life, and then start making it happen.

You’re already getting out and doing things you love and learning new things. Enjoy those!

I don’t offer this as a magical cure. I still struggle with the exact same feelings, but I find that when I stop myself and remind myself of these things, and practice them, I feel better and more hopeful moment by moment.

If I had to pick one thing that helps, for me it’s that my family’s attitude has left me feeling that they all see me as someone who simply creates problems for everyone–essentially worse than useless, just a real drain on society. What saves me from that is knowing my life has put good in the world for someone. If I can wish a clerk a good day, and be pleasant to her–her life is better and therefore my life meant something. If I can listen to my kids, if I can do something positive for my students–these are the things that matter and lift me up, too even as, hopefully, I’m lifting up someone else.
 
Peace be with your spirit. How do you feel about spending time with yourself? Do you like doing things that you like to do? Try to nurture and cultivate what you truely enjoy doing. Once you find satisfaction and joy with pleasing yourself you will then be able to attract those who are seeking your enjoyments. Spend the next year finding small ways to find joy in who you are and who God created you to be. Seek not what others see you as but what God see’s you as. Find comfort with just being with yourself. Try new adventures like taking walks in parks, hiking up a mountain, swimming, time in the adoration chapel, and turn off that hampster that runs through your thoughts creating too much noise in your brain. Certainly, allow these thoughts, but try to control the amount of time you invest to this thought pattern and create new thought patterns.
Thank you. I have learned to enjoy spending time with myself a bit. My roommate has friends but she enjoys spending a lot of time with herself or quietly with me and it has really helped me a lot. She is very close with Jesus. Sometimes even learning to watch a show I like or read interesting articles helps.

I used to be really involved with a young adult group, but it conflicted with Spanish this year. I hope to get involved at least a little next month.

I have learned to pass the time, I have some good spiritual books that I also need to focus on more.

This concerns me though, because someday I might like my own family, and I’m also concerned I’ve become so introverted and set in my ways it might be hard to me to adapt to family life. 😊

The problem is not so much amusing myself, as it is the shame I feel from having little family, and the practical difficulties such as right now: my old landlady asked me to leave when I was out of work, and suggested I live with family. I don’t have family that will let me stay with them! By the grace of God I have a friend, but no extended family to stay with.

Also, I am not that good at taking care of myself. If I get older it could be harder. Or if I get injured.

I am just tired of being thought of as a weirdo for being like that, and feeling so rejected. Don’t even get me started on the misery that was Thanksgiving and Christmas this year. 😦 By God’s mercy one group stayed here for Easter and opened their home.
 
I can relate to so much of what you’re describing. I’ve described similar family issues here over the last 6 or 7 years. I, too, have felt very alone.

(For reference, my father is a diagnosed alcoholic, has been to jail for domestic abuse, has tried to choke both me and my sister, and I have multiple reasons to suspect he’s a pervert and wonder what I don’t remember. But I’m regarded as the whole problem amidst an otherwise perfect family. Even my children believe this.)
So sorry to hear this 😦
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holyrood:
I do wonder what you mean when you say being isolated is very dangerous to your mental health. More so than to anyone else’s?
Some people say they like to be alone mostly. A priest I know says he chooses loneliness in a way, and some friars too. But last time my roommate was out of town and most people were for Christmas, I ended up in the hospital for depression for two weeks. Roommate is leaving again soon and I’ve overemphasized to a girl who knows about hospital that I need to spend time with her then. I am doing better now but it is still scary. I think Jesus knows this and doesn’t want me to be unsafe, so it seems very unfair to allow this isolation.
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holyrood:
I’ve been dealing with these things for years, and I sometimes wonder if there’s ever permanent light at the end of the tunnel, yet I can recommend many things that can make each day brighter, in addition to what you’re already doing–getting out, joining groups, learning new things, doing things for others.

Gratitude. Keep a gratitude list.

Set goals. Sites like 43things or other places for making and pursuing bucket lists are wonderful places to think about what you really want from life, and then start making it happen.

You’re already getting out and doing things you love and learning new things. Enjoy those!

I don’t offer this as a magical cure. I still struggle with the exact same feelings, but I find that when I stop myself and remind myself of these things, and practice them, I feel better and more hopeful moment by moment.

If I had to pick one thing that helps, for me it’s that my family’s attitude has left me feeling that they all see me as someone who simply creates problems for everyone–essentially worse than useless, just a real drain on society. What saves me from that is knowing my life has put good in the world for someone. If I can wish a clerk a good day, and be pleasant to her–her life is better and therefore my life meant something. If I can listen to my kids, if I can do something positive for my students–these are the things that matter and lift me up, too even as, hopefully, I’m lifting up someone else.
Thank you.

Your suggestions are good. What helps me a lot is a devotion to the souls in Purgatory actually, and trying to think of Christ when all his friends abandoned him.

The hardest part is not belonging anywhere, and having everyone else think there is something wrong with you. It is hard to feel like part of humanity when people talk about their parents, tell funny stories about siblings and cousins, naturally pick up friends wherever they go. I can be too clingy with friends since I need them more than most people do, and that drives them away.

My younger brother and I recently connected on Facebook. We chatted the other day. Already I’m getting nervous that his mom is going to find out and discourage him from talking to me, or already has. This is how my family is. When I became very catholic, my cousin posted an article about how being religious is a sign of mental illness. That kind of thing.

I’m so concerned this is going to affect my ability to have my own family if I want one.

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I can sympathize with having little or no family. At the time of my re-verersion (initiation) I quit my sucessful career as a mutual fund banker to be a care giver for my father who had COPD and became a lung transplant reciever. My baby sister was just entering collage, and stopped talking to us (dad & i) and I was attached to a very scary man who was good at iscolating people. When my dad died, my sister kinda disappeared, and that scary man clung for a few more years while I was becoming a church fly. Now, our parish is mainly families and the elderly. So, when I joined alter and Rosary, I made a lot of friends who were 60, 70, 80, & 90. Yes, I classify them more as friends than mothers, aunts, and grandmôthers because they never tried to place authority over me and our relationships in helping at the church were more friendly. Anyways, as I became more loyal to the church and learning to enjoy myself more … Scary man disappeared to Thiland. So, I was left an orphan with my parish as my family.

After many prayers and learning to shorten my thoughts of pitty to 20 minutes a day I found myself super busy in choir, adoration, making rosaries, cleaning church candles, failed at gardening, and reading more about God … My life was full, and then my friend (79) asked if she could play matchmaker (right after I was honoring the Infant of Prague) … Well, he was the one, got married, got new parents, new siblings, so many new people my head spun ( and may still be spinning), and two little girls.

Can’t say I was an “introvert” because church actually made me very social. However, having two little girls has made me introverted because that’s the nature of nurturing small children. I imagine that my personality will have major shifts as they grow and allow me to grow with them and apart from them.

As a woman I can understand that it is our nature to change, and to change often. There are so many outward signs to show how our interior lives change along with us. We go from little girl, to young woman, to woman, to maybe mother, to menopause, to old age. Each stage brings us a metamorphosis that we could never expect even with reading fully about the subject. Life as a woman is a surprise. Since men change slow and fewer, they seem to be the stability that allows a woman to undergo many metamorphOsis’s. This does not mean that we should selfishly stop living because we have not recieved that gift yet. Instead, take where you are for all it’s glory and spread your wings.
 
Hi GigglyGiraffe,

Thanks for your reply. I think I need to try and pay more attention to the 20 minutes of self-pity per day and no more. That is probably very important. I am so glad that you found a home in the church and also found a man and had your own family, that is wonderful. I know could totally change my life like that too, I have to remember that. I am encouraged to be reminded that personalities can change in situations. I do feel so set in my ways of living quietly right now that I wonder if I would be able to adapt to something else, but people are adaptable as you said.

If I don’t think about it too much, not having that much going on, or try at least not to dislike myself for it and think there is something wrong with me, it gets a little easier.
 
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