I think this is an alright topic to disclose this in. Admin feel free to move it, if not.
Sometimes I've been considering therapy, if I can get it free of charge. I have a hyper-sensitivity. I've always known that. I try not to talk about it much, though it comes out quite a bit - but almost solely around my family, and then never shy to realize and analyze it around just myself. My family tells me I just really need to relax and not worry so much.
Growing up my parents relationship was nonexistent, besides my dad being overbearing and super-controlling over all of us, including her. His anger is blunt and unyielding, and his thought processes literally make no sense. His mind is basically void. I do not live with him now. I did not live with him for a few years after I turned 16 but eventually I had to come back because of money. I feel like something instinctual inside me has been permanently damaged from a very young age. I have never fully shaken the feeling someone is always watching and judging me, commentating and correcting me, in every thing I do. I never initiate conflict or controversy unless I feel a deep need to, as I feel immediately some rash action or one-sided statement will render me completely helpless. I can't even piss without worry that someone is right behind me. I think about how people that know I'm trans see me as I'm walking or how my clothes are fitting even though I pass stealthily. There is something deeply ingrained in my mind that I've always known was there, and though I try to break from it so much it still remains firmly right there.
This worthless man, my father, really is nothing to me - nothing at all. But the fear, knee-jerk reactions that were a very, very big part of my life growing up (and the strain of continually holding so much back), that is definitely part of who I am. I never defended myself because I felt my family did not want me to, and I never did it for myself. (Plus I was scared, from the time I was 7 on.) Sometimes I can talk myself out of it but it always comes back, a very self depreciating instinct in my head. When it surfaces I feel hopeless and embittered, I act either darkly anti-social or artificially good-natured, which is precisely how I remember my dad acting. I'm sorry for such a rant, as I can't talk to family about this because of their current situation, and I do not have a friend I can trust. And with the people on this form I'm sure life has not been an easy task, especially coming to family relationships and letting others get in your head. I just feel like this horrible thing is in my head that's not me, and is trying to destroy me. And I feel like my mind gets raped by so many other's thoughts on a daily basis, and then it tries to take on such a stance to better understand why someone would feel the way they do. And I just get entirely exhausted, spent, more confused.
Any experiences, thoughts? Is therapy for this such a good idea, should I try something else? I used to meditate more, but I could never go very deep into it. I feel like this part of my life has prevented me from immersing myself in things I want to do, as when I myself feel the pleasure and want to do something, it is usually followed by a sense of mocking, and that I am being observed and commentated. Maybe I'm f***ing crazy or something. Thanks for reading and feedback, I really appreciate it.