anxiety , aspergers syndrome , attachment theory , depression , loneliness
My life has been a joke. I’ve never had anything of my own. I’ve never really had my own friends, my own hobbies, my own anything. I grew up with a big sister (3 years older) who has ALWAYS had so much more competence on everything. She has had really good friends, nice hobbies with friends, she found a good man she is happy with over ten years ago, they have their own apartment, good social circle, a baby and everything.
I grew up trying to be like her. I never had really good friends (they were unreliable and not so close to me although I tried), I was in the same theater group (younger ones) that she was, in the same dance group, I wanted always to be with her and her best friend (who was some kind of soulmate to her), I wanted to be liked like her…
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