I’ve heard somewhere that people with some form of disability usually end up having dysfunctional relationship. Not because their physical disability, though it’s a factor too, but because of their world view. they usually misconstrued “hanging out”as real romantic affection. this usually happens when there is a deep seeded inacceptance (if that’s a word) of themselves. And when someone lends a helping hand or acts sympathetic, they feel as though they have finally found a person that is better than them(only in the sense that the person is accepting), and so, worthy of their love.
what I’ve found about myself is that, because I am…highly critical of myself that to the point I deem myself unworthy of life; I seem to always fall in love with someone that gives me a bit of attention. and have the nerve to feel hurt when that person ends up not sharing my delusional affection.
Suicide is the sincerest form of self criticism.
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I have a disability and yeah I’ve had waaay too many dysfunctional relationships romantic or otherwise. Still I don’t call someone, for example, stealing from me as being my dysfunction rather theirs…but the interesting thing, for me, is that it has now deeply entrenched a belief of not being worthy. Why wouldn’t I feel that way? Why wouldn’t you or anyone else feel that way? It’s academic now though cuz I’m not going to pursue relationships anymore anyway…I’ve given up completely on that notion. As for you Angelus I hope you find someone that’s real if that’s what you want.
thanks for your perspective, the dysfunction I mentioned arose from the feeling of inadequacy brought on by (depending on each person) physical or mental disability. in my case, unfortunately, both. having said that, when a person reaches out to me, I (even knowing what I know of myself, and this condition), cannot help but be enthralled and hypnotized by their (in my mind) “attraction”.
and I do long for a real person, but when I think about it, I’m afraid that my view is not reliable.