Age1600 wrote:
Prudence wrote:
By "stop acting," do you mean they're telling you to stop overreacting or stop faking a different personality?
I'll give you an example, I was having a sensory overload and all the noises and lights at the place where I was, was bothering me, so I acted very distant, and disoriented. When I saw my friend, I was all messed up, and she goes to me "Stop Acting." Things like that, or if I get too overly excited about something, and clap and jump up and down, people will go to me "Grow Up." I used to get yelled at, or hit one way or another for just being overly excited, giggling, or clapping, or just being "too happy", because as my father would say I needed to "Grow Up."
This incident reminded me almost instantly of a similar problem I faced a few days ago. My dad and I were at a very fancy restaurant, and at the time I had warned him that I was feeling kind of nauseated and I doubted that I would be able to eat as much as I would like to. When I got to the restaurant, I had a difficult time eating because my stomach already felt sick and I hadn't digested properly for the whole day; on top of it the restaurant was very distracting in itself, there was too many things to look at, too many people talking at once, and plenty of frustrating noises from utensils and plates to listen to. I couldn't bring myself to eat my main course at all, and I felt a terrible head ache; I couldn't stop bouncing my leg from the stress and I put my head down on the table from my headache. At this point my dad began angrily ranting at me to stop being such a spoiled, rotten brat. He said that I was purposefully trying to 'piss all over this whole f***ing restaurant' apparently because I was such a 'good for nothing, know-it-all, piece of sh*t genius, who just HAS to ruin dinner for everybody else.' He said I obviously wasn't sick at all, I was just an 'stupid f*cking teenager who needs to get attention, too arrogant to try to entertain anybody.' I tried to tell him I felt sick and had a headache, but he didn't listen, he simply continued ranting until we got home.
Keep in mind this could just be my dad, I remember that he used to beat me when I told him I had headaches from certain smells as a child. At the same time, while it's impossible for me to feel any sort of suffering from the mental disorder I've tried to explain to him (and he ignores), he is constantly suffering from anxiety attacks. Why the double standard?
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