being schizoid is so ass. nobody can respect my fucking boundaries and i can't set them unless i feel like i'm "allowed" to so it all just goes to shit
me, who hates being vulnerable ever and has put off this conversation for like 2 years: hey can you maybe ask me before initiating a conversation with me i need to be alone sometimes.
them: oh yeah just let me know if you need space :)
me: no i need YOU to ASK me BEFORE you start talking to me because i have trouble saying "no" unless i feel like i'm allowed to say no. and you don't make me feel safe enough for me to feel like i'm allowed to say "no" to you
them: oh of course you can tell me you need space, that's totally valid, just let me know! :)))
me: okay. fine. whatever. you're still not listening to me but if i'm allowed to say no then i'll just say try my best to say no i guess?
them: (talking about some shit i obviously don't care about at all)
me: (obviously not in a good mood, unable to even fake smile, not reacting beyond "mm-hmm" and "ok" hoping they just finally get the hint)
them: (still not taking the hint)
me, thinking to myself: damn. guess i'll have to bite the bullet and set my boundaries. surely it'll go over well because i got PERMISSION to set boundaries like this, right?
me, to them: hey no offense but i don't really wanna talk, i just can't handle talking to anyone right now. sorry.
them: YOU HATE ME??? YOU WANT ME DEAD???? OKAY WELL FINE YOU'LL HAVE PLENTY OF TIME TO YOURSELF OVER THE WEEKEND SO I GUESS I'LL JUST SHUT UP :(((((((((((
me: (suppressing the nastiest most vitriolic words and homicidal wrath imaginable) um ok. bye.
i am so fucking tired and done with everyone i think everyone should die and leave me alone forever and ever. how am i supposed to better myself when everyone around me fucking SUCKS and gets oh-so-offended at me expressing the bare minimum of boundaries.
now i want to put him in his place because he is so Beneath me he deserves to suffer tenfold but i know i'll never do it because it's literally just easier and safer to be a doormat until i'm out of this place and hope i have more of a spine with whoever the next roommate(s) will be. if i can survive living with them