Posted 4/7/2010 8:11 PM (GMT 0)
Thanks for the reply! I will implement those coping mechanisms. My boyfriend is a jewel but I think that the concept of solitude escapes him. I encouraged him to go to the next town and see his friends today so that I could bask in this beautiful silence.
I'm starting to wonder if my need for solitude isn't necessarily the thing that causes me to lash out. As I sit in my apartment, if I see someone pass by my window, I will catch myself thinking "nasty human" or somesuch negative comment. I don't even know them, they're just in my space, invading my window view with their presence and ultimately putting me into a kind of defense mode. I'm extremely territorial and I feel like I need a place outdoors that I can call solely mine, where no one can see me. My fantasy (escapism) is living in a rural setting surrounded by 80+ acres of land, nestled in thick forest. When I go there in my mind, I feel relieved. I'm well overweight yet I climbed a mountain one day just to escape from humans only to be disappointed that there were humans there, too! I know that no matter where I go, humans will be there, invading my space and leaving me irritated and aggressive by their mere presence. I've yet to understand why I've become so defensive of my territory. The only thing I can come up with is that I can't tolerate small talk, I hate fickle drama and I despise being dragged into other people's messes simply because "we're friends". Many of my past friendships have ended on quite sour notes because of my inability to tolerate their infidelities in their own personal lives. I can't just like someone because they're fun to talk to while overlooking their hurtful-to-others behavior. I see people eating themselves (figuratively) and those who care to come close enough and I like to avoid that. It all comes down to trust and I trust two people. I feel like I'm just waiting for the next person to come along and cause a big mutual fuss. I'm always on the lookout, probably unconsciously thinking "are you here to hurt me?". What is this called? It's hard to analyse oneself for not being able to see the forest for all the lovely trees.