Nonconforming and feeling inadequate and unlovable.
Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2016 4:42 pm
Hey everybody, just wanted to say thanks for taking the time to listen and talk to me, I appreciate it!
I'm not entirely sure where to start with this, but I've been struggling especially hard with feeling like an unlovable, affectionately unwanted person recently and while so far I've been good at ignoring or sublimating these painful feelings lately there's been this surge of loneliness and skin hunger and despair and I could really use some advice or perspective on it because its starting to eat me up inside.
I've identified three factors I think I'm self sabotaging myself with but they're all so enmeshed I feel like I'm in this lonely cave with these things and no one in my life really understands them.
First, while I don't particularly like labels or find them very useful (for me personally) but it would be accurate to say I've been gender nonconforming my whole life. Assigned female I was a scrappy little tomboy as a child who grew into a vaguely androgynous young adult who usually has a pretty ambiguous wardrobe, though once in a blue moon I'll dress really feminine or obviously masculine. So though people see and understand me as female, they tend to have a hard time reading me otherwise. Though I'm fine with female pronouns it's always, always weirded me out to be called a girl or young lady or woman. I never felt like a girl but I never felt like a boy, either. I just felt like me. I've been told because I'm so ambiguous and am not really "advertising" to any particular genders this is the reason I haven't really found more than one fleeting romantic partner. People have a hard time reading my gender, expression, and sexuality as easily as others so I just sort of tend to disappear off their radar.
Second, I suffer from PCOS. A previous doctor told me it wasn't an issue unless and until I ever wanted to get pregnant, but I feel like this whole syndrome is robbing me of a body I can feel comfortable in or remotely confident sharing with other people, even in non-sexual contexts. I have androgenic hair on my chin and jawline that I have to scrupulously pluck or shave daily. There are hairs on my breasts and below my naval that re way darker and coarser than they should be. Even though I have an insanely rigorous profession that keeps me working like a draft horse I'm overweight and feel powerless to fix it. And the acne. Yikes. Not as bad as it has been on my face but on my back and shoulders. An adventurous life so far has also left me covered in scars which I used to think was kinda awesome because stories, but lately I can't stand the sight of myself because I feel like a fat, hairy, bumpy, unsightly mess. It feels like a vicious cycle of craving touch and connection so bad it makes me cry and then looking at my body and being convinced its repulsive and undesirable that THAT makes me freak out and feel stuck and alone. I won't go swimming or a massage much less seek out or feel able to accept loving touch from friends or romantic partners. How do you explain all of this to your mother who doesn't understand why you won't ever wear a tank top even around the house?
Which brings me to my last factor, and the of one I feel most ashamed of, and that's feeling like I live in the shadow of my own mother, who I love dearly and is my best friend. She's a young mom and looks even younger and to be frank, she's a bit of a knockout bombshell. Sometimes I feel so lame and less-than or invisible next to her when we go out. I love when my friends compliment my mother but it hurts that it seems the comments always seem to compare us. Like "Wow! That's your mom? I never would have guessed - she's so glamorous!" To be perfectly clear, I feel like a horrible person to feel this way, but in a weird way its like we both feel like we got shortchanged. She loves me unconditionally but always really wanted a girly daughter to share interests with, and I feel like I'm inferior to her, who turns heads with flawless skin and a dancer's body and perfect fashion sense. Its not that I feel like I'm competing with her at all, just that she represents qualities I plainly lack and it makes me feel shitty, like if I were different or just played by the rules I wouldn't feel so alone all the time.
Part of me feels like this is a huge pile of stuff I need to let go of already, but I think I might be...kind of missing the point? Am I thinking about this wrong? Am I isolating myself? Is there never really a time anyone feels like enough or adequate or worthy? Help!
I'm not entirely sure where to start with this, but I've been struggling especially hard with feeling like an unlovable, affectionately unwanted person recently and while so far I've been good at ignoring or sublimating these painful feelings lately there's been this surge of loneliness and skin hunger and despair and I could really use some advice or perspective on it because its starting to eat me up inside.
I've identified three factors I think I'm self sabotaging myself with but they're all so enmeshed I feel like I'm in this lonely cave with these things and no one in my life really understands them.
First, while I don't particularly like labels or find them very useful (for me personally) but it would be accurate to say I've been gender nonconforming my whole life. Assigned female I was a scrappy little tomboy as a child who grew into a vaguely androgynous young adult who usually has a pretty ambiguous wardrobe, though once in a blue moon I'll dress really feminine or obviously masculine. So though people see and understand me as female, they tend to have a hard time reading me otherwise. Though I'm fine with female pronouns it's always, always weirded me out to be called a girl or young lady or woman. I never felt like a girl but I never felt like a boy, either. I just felt like me. I've been told because I'm so ambiguous and am not really "advertising" to any particular genders this is the reason I haven't really found more than one fleeting romantic partner. People have a hard time reading my gender, expression, and sexuality as easily as others so I just sort of tend to disappear off their radar.
Second, I suffer from PCOS. A previous doctor told me it wasn't an issue unless and until I ever wanted to get pregnant, but I feel like this whole syndrome is robbing me of a body I can feel comfortable in or remotely confident sharing with other people, even in non-sexual contexts. I have androgenic hair on my chin and jawline that I have to scrupulously pluck or shave daily. There are hairs on my breasts and below my naval that re way darker and coarser than they should be. Even though I have an insanely rigorous profession that keeps me working like a draft horse I'm overweight and feel powerless to fix it. And the acne. Yikes. Not as bad as it has been on my face but on my back and shoulders. An adventurous life so far has also left me covered in scars which I used to think was kinda awesome because stories, but lately I can't stand the sight of myself because I feel like a fat, hairy, bumpy, unsightly mess. It feels like a vicious cycle of craving touch and connection so bad it makes me cry and then looking at my body and being convinced its repulsive and undesirable that THAT makes me freak out and feel stuck and alone. I won't go swimming or a massage much less seek out or feel able to accept loving touch from friends or romantic partners. How do you explain all of this to your mother who doesn't understand why you won't ever wear a tank top even around the house?
Which brings me to my last factor, and the of one I feel most ashamed of, and that's feeling like I live in the shadow of my own mother, who I love dearly and is my best friend. She's a young mom and looks even younger and to be frank, she's a bit of a knockout bombshell. Sometimes I feel so lame and less-than or invisible next to her when we go out. I love when my friends compliment my mother but it hurts that it seems the comments always seem to compare us. Like "Wow! That's your mom? I never would have guessed - she's so glamorous!" To be perfectly clear, I feel like a horrible person to feel this way, but in a weird way its like we both feel like we got shortchanged. She loves me unconditionally but always really wanted a girly daughter to share interests with, and I feel like I'm inferior to her, who turns heads with flawless skin and a dancer's body and perfect fashion sense. Its not that I feel like I'm competing with her at all, just that she represents qualities I plainly lack and it makes me feel shitty, like if I were different or just played by the rules I wouldn't feel so alone all the time.
Part of me feels like this is a huge pile of stuff I need to let go of already, but I think I might be...kind of missing the point? Am I thinking about this wrong? Am I isolating myself? Is there never really a time anyone feels like enough or adequate or worthy? Help!