I am genuinely myself online. In fact, I think I’m more myself online than in the real world. I feel like I can be myself because no one knows who I am. Ironic, no?
But I guess people still don’t see me. Some people come to like me, and I become attached to them, then, boom! They blow me off. It hurts like reality hurts. It hurts my sense of self—in that I question my judgment and I question whether I am the person I thought I was. It diminishes me.
Which then leads to paranoia. If this person who was important to me thinks so little of me, then maybe other people do, too. I start acting weird, and because I know I’ve acted like this before and people are tired of it, I start feeling like people avoid me and have stopped respecting me as they used to. Then it’s spiral city, if you know what I mean.
Most of the problem, I guess, is that I rely on the opinion of others in order to decide my value. I know I’m supposed to be able to have an internal sense of value, and I do and I don’t. It’s weird. It’s like I do think I’m valuable and have various talents that people should appreciate, but I never believe that they do appreciate it, so I need constant reaffirmation.
At the same time as I am pretty desperate for affirmation, I also like doing what I do for intrinsic reasons. I just enjoy writing and figuring things out and offering people advice. But I also need the feedback to be sure the advice makes sense. I enjoy making music and dancing, and the best thing is when I forget about anyone actually listening to or watching me. I’m just doing it for myself. I actually feel like a musician or a dancer (even though I’m not one—in the sense I don’t make a living at it, which is my standard for counting as a professional).
But the moment I become aware of an audience, I get lost in wondering if it is going over well, and if I get no feedback, it chokes me up and I get worse and worse. If there’s no feedback, my default assumption is that they aren’t enjoying themselves which means I’m not doing well.
If I’m part of a large group, then it’s easier because no one could really be focused on me, and it doesn’t matter as much if I screw up.
Another thought. The way I answer most questions is by trying to put myself in the place of the person I’m trying to help. But then it’s about me, and people don’t like such self-centered people. So even though I might be helping someone else, it seems like people wouldn’t appreciate it.
I don’t know. What is this thing that people have against “all about me?” How could it be any other way? We are ourselves and can only see things through our own eyes no matter how empathetic we might be. I guess I think that must be bullshit. People just don’t see what’s going on. At least, most of them don’t. Plus they are quite judgmental, although I don’t see how they wouldn’t be. Everyone is. All the time.
It gets very confusing to me because people say things that don’t make sense. Maybe they are confusing themselves, or maybe they just don’t look at what they say very clearly. But even though I don’t think what people say makes sense on some of these issues, it still throws me hard, because those are the issues that are extremely important to me.
I don’t know what that was all about, but I’ll stop there. I guess I write to find out what I think. Then I inflict it on everyone here. Fuck it. No one has to read it. I hope they don’t. I hope they do.