Guys i really need your help and honest opinion about something im going through. This post is gonna make you hate me but im posting it because I have to tell someone about what goes on in my brain.
I am going to describe an interaction I just had and I would like you to tell me what you think this really is.
Sat outside
Saw a guy that I enjoyed talking to an old musician
Wanted to run back into the house
Tried to sit still so he didn’t see me
He got out the car and saw me
He said hi
My anxietyshot through the roof
I said hi not looking at him
He said look what I just got"
I remained seated
He said “can you walk”
I walked over to him
I saw his car and my ocd said it was a junk car
I then felt really petty and confused (as always)
I remeber im on public housing and this is a guy working for the housing authority.
I feel even more ridiculous and hideous
He opens his trunk and shows me a beautiful MPC he just got. Like the top of the line
First reaction was relief from the( poor guy) nonsense
He then talks about his new gear
I feel jealousy because I wanted that exact MPC
I brush it off
The emotion comes again
I try to suppress it
It floods my body
I try to pretend im calm
He says we should set up a meeting so we can do some music
I tell him to share it when he uses his new gear
I feel fake because I didn’t care at that point I just wanted to run in the house.
I say well just come by or hit me up
He say ok
I then give him a fist pound to try to assert that my intention is actually to collaborate but im flooded and sick
I come in the house and condemn myself
I then think all my neighbors are reading my mind and watching this all happen
The shame and humiliation take hold.
Wtf is wrong with me guys?
