d i s g u s t i n g
nothing pretty about my anger
Oil Painting (2017)
24/SLC, UT.
What I say: I feel like everyone is mad at me.
What I mean: I got the impression that one specific person is mad at/dissatisfied with/disappointed in me and that feeling has bled over into my perception of literally all other people, because emotionally I cannot grasp the concept that negative feelings or reactions to me are not 100% universal, and as I mostly define myself by what other people think of me I can barely imagine what it feels like to be an individual with free-standing feelings and depth of character separate from what is decided by the judgement of others, thus enforcing the idea that when one person is upset at me then everyone is, because when someone else decides what I am it becomes true.
I spent a year looking for this post.
are we growing apart or is my lack of emotional permanence playing up? a novel by yours truly