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I went through a similar experience with dancing. I danced competitively my entire childhood. It was my life and I loved it. In late high school / college I had my own version of this and how if I wasn’t going to be my idea of success in the dance world, why continue pursuing it. Somehow I kept coming back to it. (Honestly probably because teaching dance pays well and I have had a hard time keeping jobs due to my anxiety, but I am very qualified in this so I can get the job easily) BUT I finally took a full semester off of dance for the first time in my life. After, I decided this fall I was going to start teaching again. I am falling in love with it again! And accepting that if this is what I enjoy and I am happy with this, then I don’t have to be the idea of successful I had before... turns out success can look differently (:
I’m a performer too and this effects me constantly... I’m constantly over analysing every step of choreography and piece of music... you’re not alone!
Same here. I used to enjoy doing arts and crafts, designing, etc now all I do is hate everything I do. That’s it’s not good enough.
i get it dude. i love figure skating so much i would go at least two days a week and way more during breaks. but like a month ago i broke my arm and now i can’t figure skate anymore for six months. i kinda feel pointless now bcuz figure skating was the only thing that made me really really happy and i never wanted to stop. i didn’t realize how much validation figure skating made me feel but it’s hard to not think about it. i didn’t even know if i wanted to do competitions bcuz my thoughts were contradictory too :(
Perfectionism,,,iv caused my self so much suffering because “I shouldn’t have these thoughts “ and “ I have to be the best” at my work,,I put so much pressure on myself,,,not going to anymore because I now realise I’mbeating myself up ,,,
Sorry, this might be very specific. I have this OCD theme where I'm afraid of supporting a problematic artist by accident. I really love music, its my number one coping mechanism and I tend to fixate on musicians that I love. I love learning about the history of my favorite bands or musicians and collecting merch. But I have this fear that I'll find out a musician is problematic and I'll be a bad person for liking them or their music still. I have this one artist I love, hes really helping with my mental health recently and provides me with safety and an escape and im afraid one of these days I'll find out something awful about him and have that ripped away from me. Does anyone else experience this?
Truthfully i am just so exhausted from being obsessed with how I affect others in my life. I am constantly questioning if I make their lives better or worse and why. I'm an extrovert and if it seems like I'm positively affecting people when I socialize, I feel on top of the world. But when I can't improve someone's mood when I talk to them I feel depressed and drained. I have this belief that I am intrinsically awful and harmful to be around and I have to be extra helpful and cheerful to make up for it. I think about the problems that everyone in my life struggles with and convince myself that I am the cause of it or making them worse. I isolate, believing I am harmful to others and I am sparing them. When they feel neglected, I panic because I caused them harm when I was trying to save them. I don't want to live like this anymore. In some ways it was easier when I was alone. I just can't stop obsessing about my loved ones in this way. I almost begin to crave abandonment because at least the thoughts would stop coming. Does that make me a bad person? I don't really actually want to be abandoned by my loved ones, but at least I know how to handle abandonment. I don't know how to handle normal loving relationships.
does anyone have this theme of ocd that makes you resent or even hate the thing you deeply love and enjoy? i don’t have an official diagnosis but i believe to be autistic and there are this book series that are my favorite thing in the world and i take a lot of pleasure in re-reading them and other works by the author. i’ve enjoyed her works for couple of years now. but since last week i have this very torturous anxiety that makes me actually believe that i actually hate her works and her writing style which seems so absurdly false. i try to reason with this feeling because it’s foolish and isn’t a matter of life and death but feels like one. if someone had some like things i’d really appreciate advices because this whole situation is upsetting me so much i’m losing any hope of ever going back to how things were before
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