Hi everyone!
I'm pretty new here. I am lonely, although maybe not as lonely as some (HUGS TO ALL ) I'm a student living far, far away from home... it's hard for me to make friends because I get hurt really easily by what people do or say... I trust people at first, but after they hurt me, I push them away and never forgive. I take any criticism very personally. Here's a story of how the awesomest weekend ever (from this friday until today) turned awful in minutes:
This friday, saturday and sunday I was volunteering at a large sporting event. I was sooo excited… On friday I was assigned the least important job – I thought that was because I was new. On saturday I was assigned the least important job again... I was starting to lose my confidence, but I was doing my best to brush it off and enjoy the experience.
On sunday I was called in, but kept on as an extra It was anticipated that exras wouldn't be needed that day. Amazingly, in the afternoon they suddenly needed 3 extras!!! I was so happy to finally do something. But the boss took my assignment (literally out of my hands) away and gave it to someone else who already had an assignment earlier that day I was so upset, I almost wanted to cry. I couldn’t believe that I could make the impression of being so incapable (I don’t think I’m incapable, but what other explanation could there possibly be!?) (I handled my fri. and sat. assignments well and didn't make any mistakes, unlike some people...)
I went to watch the event because I didn’t have anything else to do. I got closer to take some pictures… then one of the organizers told me to move out of there because that spot was for real photographers. Most people don't pay any attention to remarks like that, but I get really hurt by them for some reason. I felt so bad that I grabbed my coat and left before any tears could escape.
I know it’s just a stupid volunteering thing and I don’t have to deal with those people ever again, but it's the evening now, and I've been suffering since that incident in the early afternoon, and I don’t know how to get out of this state. I just want to stay in bed and not do anything I'm also afraid that being upset over the stupid organizers will make me less interested in the sport itself. My only relief is that I didn’t break out crying in front of all of those people. How can little things hurt so much? How do I become less sensitive? Thank you for listening. Any support very, very appreciated...
I'm pretty new here. I am lonely, although maybe not as lonely as some (HUGS TO ALL ) I'm a student living far, far away from home... it's hard for me to make friends because I get hurt really easily by what people do or say... I trust people at first, but after they hurt me, I push them away and never forgive. I take any criticism very personally. Here's a story of how the awesomest weekend ever (from this friday until today) turned awful in minutes:
This friday, saturday and sunday I was volunteering at a large sporting event. I was sooo excited… On friday I was assigned the least important job – I thought that was because I was new. On saturday I was assigned the least important job again... I was starting to lose my confidence, but I was doing my best to brush it off and enjoy the experience.
On sunday I was called in, but kept on as an extra It was anticipated that exras wouldn't be needed that day. Amazingly, in the afternoon they suddenly needed 3 extras!!! I was so happy to finally do something. But the boss took my assignment (literally out of my hands) away and gave it to someone else who already had an assignment earlier that day I was so upset, I almost wanted to cry. I couldn’t believe that I could make the impression of being so incapable (I don’t think I’m incapable, but what other explanation could there possibly be!?) (I handled my fri. and sat. assignments well and didn't make any mistakes, unlike some people...)
I went to watch the event because I didn’t have anything else to do. I got closer to take some pictures… then one of the organizers told me to move out of there because that spot was for real photographers. Most people don't pay any attention to remarks like that, but I get really hurt by them for some reason. I felt so bad that I grabbed my coat and left before any tears could escape.
I know it’s just a stupid volunteering thing and I don’t have to deal with those people ever again, but it's the evening now, and I've been suffering since that incident in the early afternoon, and I don’t know how to get out of this state. I just want to stay in bed and not do anything I'm also afraid that being upset over the stupid organizers will make me less interested in the sport itself. My only relief is that I didn’t break out crying in front of all of those people. How can little things hurt so much? How do I become less sensitive? Thank you for listening. Any support very, very appreciated...