anxiety comes to me for the very first time
My parents don’t support me on what I’m doing, and this cause me anxiety day after day… what should I do in the future…?
អារម្មណ៍ត្រូវគេស្រឡាញ់គឺល្អ តែអារម្មណ៍ដែលស្រឡាញ់គេគឺអារម្មណ៍មួយផ្សេងទៀតដែលពោរពេញទៅដោយការខ្វល់ខ្វាយ ការបារម្ភ ការហួងហែង តែក៏នៅតែជាអារម្មណ៍ល្អ មួយបែបផ្សេងពីអារម្មណ៍ដែលត្រូវគេស្រឡាញ់។ ខ្ញុំសប្បាយ និងពេញចិត្តជាមួយការស្រឡាញ់ដែលខ្ញុំផ្ដល់ឲ្យគាត់ ការស្រឡាញ់ពិតប្រាកដហើយជ្រាលជ្រៅ ច្បាស់លាស់ ចង់ឲ្យអនាគតខ្ញុំមានគាត់ គាត់ក៏មានខ្ញុំ ពួកយើងស្រឡាញ់គ្នា មើលថែគ្នារហូតទៅ។ ខ្ញុំមានអារម្មណ៍ថាខ្លួនឯងសំណាង ព្រោះបានស្រឡាញ់និងផ្ដល់ក្ដីសុខឲ្យមនុស្សម្នាក់ដោយអស់ពីចិត្ត មិនចាំបាច់លាក់បាំង មិនចង់ចាញ់ឈ្នះ។ និយាយច្រើនហើយ តែគ្រាន់តែចង់ប្រាប់អ្នកទាំងអស់គ្នាថា ក្នុងមួយជីវិត គួរសាកបើកចិត្តទទួលអារម្មណ៍ស្រឡាញ់គេ កុំខ្មាសអ្នកដទៃថាយើងងប់ងល់នឹងស្នេហាអី ព្រោះអារម្មណ៍នេះជាអារម្មណ៍ពិសេស មានន័យជ្រាលជ្រៅ។ To be loved is one thing. To be able to give that feeling to someone else is another. It's neither an embarrassment or a punishment. It's a feeling that should be cherished. I hope you all will be able to find someone who loves you and especially, find the feeling of loving someone truly. Love has no limits <3
My parents don’t support me on what I’m doing, and this cause me anxiety day after day… what should I do in the future…?
I’m not sure if I can request this here but can DIS provide wifi for students too? Pleaseeee🙄 (Not sure whether they already provide or not)
I grew up in a very dysfunctional family. Even though it was very clear at a young age to me that mommy and daddy absolutely hated each other’s guts and only got married in the first place cause of my birth, they refused to divorce. “Staying together for the kids” is the absolute worst thing you can do to a child. Mom and dad, What did I do wrong?? my existence??? [newLine*]Personally, it effected my general self esteem and the way I formed and behaved in relationships for the rest of my life. I was diagnosed with PTSD, (yess PTSD) as growing up in a house that was literally a battlefield. I always blaming myself for being existing. I thought my family was normal. It wasn’t until i turned 15 when I had friends whom I would go visit and then I started seeing something completely different. My friends had normal parents. Before that, I thought a dysfunctional family was normal. I still suffer from anxiety to this day and self-esteem. My problems are a constant fear of getting too close to people, including friends. As I grew older I became more quiet. It’s effected my relationships and friendships to a point where I end up pushing people away. I like being alone where there’s complete silence and nothing can bother me. I think I came to this point due to growing up in my parents house and constantly hearing them scream at each other, doors slamming. My self-esteem problems are mostly from being ignored and neglected through out my early life. My parents whose were never involved with anything of my childhood despite us living in the same household. The cause of their arguments has always been about me, and still is to this day. My dad came home from work and fighting with my mom because of me, it became worse with age. I feel embarrassed or ashamed to even talk about this with my close friends. My family was of the type that everything happened behind closed doors and out in public. If I had friends come over, they became entirely different people in front of my friends. They could actually act right and tolerate each other when they had company- (why the hell can’t you be normal like that all the time?) For this reason, I never opened up and told my friends what happened in our house cause I feared they’d never believe me. It wasn’t until my early adult years, I finally opened up and started telling my friends what really going on at home but some of them told me that no matter what it is, they’re still my parents and they loves me but they don't seem to loves me nor even care about my feelings except for their own. I always want to get away from them and living my life without them. Sometimes when I opened up about it not because I want empathy nor attention but I just need someone who listen to me, listen to me without judging me. Don’t get me wrong I do appreciate my friends and understand that they’re just trying their best to comfort me.
រឿងខ្លះក៏បានដឹងទៅហើយថាចុងបញ្ចប់ទៅជាយ៉ាងណា បន្តទៅមុខមិនរួចមានតែបញ្ចប់ បើអ្នកមិនអាចផ្តល់ក្តីសុខអោយគេបានទេ ក៏ដោះលែងគេអោយទៅផ្លូវគេចុះបើវាមិនមែនជារបស់យើងទោះខំប៉ុនណាក៏នៅតែមិនមែន
Everytime I see a couple, I start wondering is it just me who never had good fate in love? How do people got in love so easily, how lucky are they to be around someone they love. Look at me, I never had a chance to be in that position, I wasnt able to imagine what its like to be in their shoes. Everytime I start to commit in a relationship, all the experience I got are rejection, betrayal and ghosting. Those experiences scare me. Every time I want to commit in a relationship, my memory flashback and little voice in my head keep telling me: "keep it for yourself, love is not made for you." I hate it so much. I just want to be normal 😪
We used to know each other when we were young, but we didn’t talk much. As we grew older we’ve met again. This time it was different, we were so connected, understanding each other, having same opinion m, having same interest and having the same groups of friends. I wasn’t ready to start the relationship with him like the way he was, I was hesitate because I was scared that “ what if one day we broke up”. “ what if we were to broke up and things got awkward between us”. “ what if we had to go through pain”. These thought keeps me thinking every single day until one day he stopped. Everything ends because he had his own personal reason, he has choices to choose. That’s is when I realize I wasn’t the only one for him. Without doubt he choose someone else and this still makes me think how much I thought about “ us”. This is my story. If knongjit decide to post it please correct my writing because it is not that good and thank you I really can express my feeling without no one knowing who I am.
(This is like a note to myself) There’s a quote said don’t expect the happiness from where u lost it and they’re right. No matter how much u still love someone or feel like u want to give someone another chance just because u feel bad about it, just don’t do it. It’s not worth it. If there’s moment when u feel like u should go back, just remember how much u have strived, how much u have tried to moved on from all the trauma, how hard u have tried just to get urself back up again. I have come so far just to get over all the trauma that he gave me, now that I gave him a chance, he flipped on me and now I have to go through the same process all over again. It’s hurting and it’s embarrassing at the same time. He making me feel like a clown, but thanks for the lesson.
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