Case
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I'm American (for the benefit of those here who are not,) and our NFL season starts in a few days. I am part of a fantasy football league with a couple of friends. One of them is a good friend of mine; a woman who, for weeks, mentioned how I could help her in her first fantasy football draft. I was more than happy to do so. In fact, I was really looking forward to doing so.
Yesterday was our draft, and she said she'd call me to discuss some questions she had.
Less than an hour before our online draft, she texts me saying that she didn't need to talk to me because she had talked to her cousin, and she did her own research.
I felt this sudden rush of disappointment hit me, which is odd because my expectations for my own happiness are so low that I am almost never disappointed. But I was really looking forward to showing her the ropes, so to speak. Now, I feel dismissed and mopey.
I responded to her text with these words, "Okay. Good luck." Despite the weighty feeling in my gut that I had been passed over by my friend, I chose not to express it to her. In fact, I think the best thing for me is to try and get over this disappointment without ever bringing it up to her.
I just don't understand why this meant so much to me. Was it so important for me to impart my "sage wisdom" about fantasy football to her?
The thing is, I don't normally feel this level of disappointment. It was so acute, though, that it was still here this morning, and as a result, I decided to take a month off of Facebook. Now I think to myself, "Why did I do that?" Did I find this disappointment so unbearably uncomfortable that I am now retreating from my friends again? (This would not be the first time.) Seems silly, but I guess that's why I have a social anxiety diagnosis.
I just wish this wasn't bothering me so much. It's not like we had a signed contract that she broke, but she did tell me she would call and she didn't. So, at the very least, she broke an informal social agreement. But these things happen all the time, right? Plans change, plans are cancelled, and those who can adapt do, and those who can't adapt ***** and moan. I don't know if it even makes any sense that I should feel this way.
Anyway, I started thinking about a larger issue. I feel like I'm ALWAYS second-best, an also-ran, a backup plan, a security net, anything but the first choice. I want to be someone's first choice. First choice for seeing a movie, first choice for having lunch, first choice for going on a road trip, etc. But I'm no one's first choice, and I guess this small, seemingly insignificant moment, triggered the feeling I have about myself that no one considers me first.
People always say, "Oh yeah. Don't forget about Case." I get last minute calls from people to do things, apologies that I was not included in something, and before now, I sucked it all up and moved on because (I thought) at least I was being considered at all.
Now, this fantasy football dismissal feels like a last straw, and I am more upset than I think I should be. It feels like my emotions do not match reality, and I don't know why. (Well, I think I know why, but I don't want to go down that rabbit hole.)
Anyway, that's my occasional rant. I'll live.
TL-DR : I was enthusiastic about helping out a friend, but she chose to get her help elsewhere, and I feel more disappointed than I think I should.
Yesterday was our draft, and she said she'd call me to discuss some questions she had.
Less than an hour before our online draft, she texts me saying that she didn't need to talk to me because she had talked to her cousin, and she did her own research.
I felt this sudden rush of disappointment hit me, which is odd because my expectations for my own happiness are so low that I am almost never disappointed. But I was really looking forward to showing her the ropes, so to speak. Now, I feel dismissed and mopey.
I responded to her text with these words, "Okay. Good luck." Despite the weighty feeling in my gut that I had been passed over by my friend, I chose not to express it to her. In fact, I think the best thing for me is to try and get over this disappointment without ever bringing it up to her.
I just don't understand why this meant so much to me. Was it so important for me to impart my "sage wisdom" about fantasy football to her?
The thing is, I don't normally feel this level of disappointment. It was so acute, though, that it was still here this morning, and as a result, I decided to take a month off of Facebook. Now I think to myself, "Why did I do that?" Did I find this disappointment so unbearably uncomfortable that I am now retreating from my friends again? (This would not be the first time.) Seems silly, but I guess that's why I have a social anxiety diagnosis.
I just wish this wasn't bothering me so much. It's not like we had a signed contract that she broke, but she did tell me she would call and she didn't. So, at the very least, she broke an informal social agreement. But these things happen all the time, right? Plans change, plans are cancelled, and those who can adapt do, and those who can't adapt ***** and moan. I don't know if it even makes any sense that I should feel this way.
Anyway, I started thinking about a larger issue. I feel like I'm ALWAYS second-best, an also-ran, a backup plan, a security net, anything but the first choice. I want to be someone's first choice. First choice for seeing a movie, first choice for having lunch, first choice for going on a road trip, etc. But I'm no one's first choice, and I guess this small, seemingly insignificant moment, triggered the feeling I have about myself that no one considers me first.
People always say, "Oh yeah. Don't forget about Case." I get last minute calls from people to do things, apologies that I was not included in something, and before now, I sucked it all up and moved on because (I thought) at least I was being considered at all.
Now, this fantasy football dismissal feels like a last straw, and I am more upset than I think I should be. It feels like my emotions do not match reality, and I don't know why. (Well, I think I know why, but I don't want to go down that rabbit hole.)
Anyway, that's my occasional rant. I'll live.
TL-DR : I was enthusiastic about helping out a friend, but she chose to get her help elsewhere, and I feel more disappointed than I think I should.