Basically all my problems. My parents are the best parents they know how to be and I love them, but they both tried to control my life so much that I never felt comfortable telling them anything.
Every time I had a problem with my car, every time I had to go to court, every time I was low on money or had a confusing life decision.
I've tried a bunch of times to fix this, because I thought (prayed) this was an irrational decision based on a fear of being judged.
So I forced myself to start telling them things and all they did was attack me and belittle everything I did.
When I started a business with a guy from an adjacent field to the one I was working very hard to get into, I was proud of myself that I got to work with an accomplished person after spending years telling people I didn't want to work with them (because they didn't know what they were doing and I wasn't going to get better) I had to prove to this guy that I was good enough.
My parents acted like it was some crackpot thing. They acted like I was foolish to think an accomplished person would look at me and see someone who was worth starting a production company with.
When an investor offered us a (relatively) large sum of money, they told me that I was getting reeled into a scam. I tried explaining that his wife was one of our clients and we met by chance but whenever we had family gatherings I could see that they were saying negative things about me behind my back.
Every time I saw my cousins, the way they looked at me hurt more. All I wanted to do since I was a kid was prove I'm capable. It wasn't necessarily about taking any kind of spotlight. It was about just wanting to live freely and be seen as strong for making my own way.
I try to explain to them that everything worked out great; which it did up until the pandemic, but then it was that the guy was ripping me off because he was Russian. This guy who I have been through thick and thin with for the past 5 years.
My dad and I aren't talking right now and my mom I gave up my apartment to fix my relationship with, is losing control of her manic bi-polar disorder every day.
We all have to move out soon and now leavig my apartment is starting to look like it was a bad idea.
My family has fucked me over my whole adult life and I don't know what to do about it because as angry as I am, my parents are still a lot of the reason I am able to be successful. The mindset they gave me in life is literally the best parts of both of them. I can't give up on my family, but they just make it harder and harder and at this point I'm just so angry at them and myself. Part of me can't wait to get out of here, but if that's how I feel, what did I spend these past 2 years doing?
That’s a constant in my life. I had to deal with my problems and I did all by myself since I usually have had difficulties to tell others my thoughts and my feelings.. so with friends or parents I almost never opened really my heart and told them problems, also in order to make them worried.
So in general I had almost always to deal with troubles by myself.
I think in some situations I had really the serious intention to hide things from others, especially when I was sure to have done something wrong or despicable.
I wanted to be an author before I started and lost my sales job due to CoVid and I avoided everybody I knew because I was trying to write a book and was ashamed I did not have a stable career, for 4 years, I only had conversations with one person outside family or child hood friends cause I felt like a jobless bum, due to the fact, I had not established myself in my field of work.
My family IS the problem. I have kept them hidden from my husband and kids and friends for decades. It gets tiring. Occasionally, I have to interact with them at a funeral or I get a message of some kind that I have to respond to, but I deal with it alone. I don't bring my husband or tell my kids.
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When I was in college I fell behind on my tuition bills and finally was not allowed to register because I was a whole semester behind. I never told anyone why I had to drop out.
Mostly a feeling of being inadequate and a low self confidence. I often felt like a failure comparing to others because I haven't achieved as much and I'm 27 and never been in a long-term relationship.
When I was going through my divorce. I have support from both friends and families… but there were times I just needed to be alone to reflect. So at times I kept to myself.
When I’m having a hard time and speak about it to family and friends they say it’s a burden. I don’t want to burden people so I hide every problem I’m facing and keep it to myself. Money, Work, Relationships problems, everything!
Took a loan from the band and invested it on a ponzi scheme that backfired.
One time, I broke the blender! No matter HOW HARD II tried, I just could NOT fit the entire St. Bernard into it!
All of them, everything. I’m a man. We’re not permitted to ask for help.
I've always tended to handle almost all problems on my own and don't ask people for advice.
I don't withdraw from people just because I am going through stuff
yea... yea
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Mostly depression
