I find it really hard to do things in the pursuit of my happiness. It always seems like it affects others negatively in some way. If I enforce boundaries, it hurts other people by infringing on their rights to free speech/opinions/whatever. If I achieve something that I'm proud of, it disgusts people by having them be subjected to my arrogance. If I want to do something or express a preference for an activity, it inconveniences others by having to do this clearly less important or valuable thing. My thoughts, feelings, opinions, anxieties were often met with eye rolls and dismissals like "just don't worry about it", "you're being oversensitive/overthinking/overdramatic", making me feel like I was doing a great disservice to my family for speaking my mind.
The list goes on, but you get the rough idea of where this belief crops up in my life.
When my family did things for the sake of my abusive mum's happiness, it was often destructive to the rest of us. And when she walked out and broke the family when I was 15, she said she was doing it for the sake of her happiness. Ever since then, and on top of the invalidation I experienced throughout childhood, I have feared I have this dark, selfish side that I must desperately try to contain for the sake of others. I can only be rendered harmless in complete subservience. I worry I am secretly a monster, that my happiness is poisonous to others.
I'm feeling a bit stuck here at the moment, and I don't know how to change this way of thinking...or if my greatest fears are true, and I really am a monster.
The list goes on, but you get the rough idea of where this belief crops up in my life.
When my family did things for the sake of my abusive mum's happiness, it was often destructive to the rest of us. And when she walked out and broke the family when I was 15, she said she was doing it for the sake of her happiness. Ever since then, and on top of the invalidation I experienced throughout childhood, I have feared I have this dark, selfish side that I must desperately try to contain for the sake of others. I can only be rendered harmless in complete subservience. I worry I am secretly a monster, that my happiness is poisonous to others.
I'm feeling a bit stuck here at the moment, and I don't know how to change this way of thinking...or if my greatest fears are true, and I really am a monster.