Do I need to see a psychologist/therapist?
You may think I'm a worthless human being after reading this, maybe I am. I don't like that I am this way, but it's been how I have been for the longest time. I've told a few other people about these things, but they say "boo hoo, the whole teased at school routine, get over it"
I may get that again here, but please understand that some peoples brains cope differently than yours may in that certain situation. We are all different and unique in our thinking structure, so please do not be too critical and hurtful towards me, I am in a lot of pain right now and I'm at my breaking point.
Where to begin. When I was young, Even when I was in kindergarten, I remember that the neighbor kids would harass me and tease me. They were much older than I was at the time, some even in middle school. I was a very young boy. This stunted my ability to socialize with people for a LONG time. I had one friend all throughout elementary school. Girl's would tease me all the time and be horrible to me. They would call me names and I would come home crying a lot. I thought I was very ugly for some reason. I think I was ugly growing up, but I believe that I am fairly handsome now, but I still wonder a lot. Either way, different issue. Let's go into Middle School. I get teased here a little too still, but not as bad. Not until the 8th grade where this one guy just treats me like every day and brings me down.
High School, things aren't much better. No friends, same guy treats me like again when we have gym in the 10th grade. 11th grade, I start to finally make friends, namely with two named Chad and Mike. We hang out all the time, and I finally become more social. Senior year this really fat kid with a loud mouth put me down a lot and harassed me, not sure why I let him get away with this at this point, but I have always taken it when I shouldn't have.
My love life: 1st through 5th grade I had the biggest crush on this girl, but she hated me, and I always ended up teasing her and being mean to her and making her cry a lot. 6th grade, a girl that was really cute. She liked the new guy in school, I was her "friend" who basically just talked to her at school, she didn't seem to want anything outside of school, and she definitely didn't like me. Two rejections that even hurt me at a really young age. Middle school, I thought plenty of girls there were cute, but never really had the courage to talk to them. I did talk to one by giving her a note, which was so stupid. I made an of myself and she thought I was creepy. 10th grade. Boy was this a doozy, I loved this girl so much, and she strung me along and flirted with me for over a year, but never had any feelings towards me. This one crushed me. 12th grade, a cute girl named Sam. I didn't know what I was doing, and she dumped me after about a month and it really hurt. Last year, May. I met Sophia, her and I were together for over a year up until July 28th three months ago. I messed things up, and she left me and moved four hours away, where she now goes to school and has a new boyfriend already. She was me real first true love, we were supposed to move in together and get engaged eventually. I cry even now, crying to God, anyone who could be up there to forgive me for ruining the love her and I shared. I would give ANYTHING to take back the things I did and didn't do, to have Sophia back and fix our relationship. I went as far as faking a car accident to get a reaction out of her, but she barely seemed to care.
As you can see, my life has been filled with rejection. I have had few friends, I have been beaten to the ground, treated like dirt, been made to feel like I am ugly and inferior.
The result? I have become so cynical. I think that everyone is only out for themselves, to further their own goals and desires. I think human beings are filthy, disgusting creatures. When I hear about stories about people dying, being in disasters, etc, it RARELY effects me. I get more emotional when I hear about animals and pets dying or being abused than I do people.
My views on women? Don't take offense ladies, please. I think that all women are very selfish creatures. I think that most of them only care about looks. I think that they are way too picky over small details, too high maintenance and overly demanding. If everything isn't just perfect about a man he doesn't get a chance. The nice guys finish last. Douche bags wearing popped collars and hats twisted to the side with a cocky attitude finish first. I hear women complain about a-holes, yet they go back to them. It disgusts me that they logically understand these men are bad for them, yet so primitively they fall back and allow their emotions to overtake their mind, and they let lust take over intelligence. Then they go back to the nice guy to cry over their spilled milk. They do not seem to value intelligence in a man, or friendliness in general. He seems to have to be a big a-hole , sometimes abusive and controlling.
What has happened to me due to this thinking? I do not even know who I am anymore. I am not a nice guy anymore. I use most women and treat them like garbage. I tried so hard when to be nice, but I got walked all over. I did nothing to anyone, I DID NOTHING. I wanted nothing but peace, I wanted to be loved and cared about like everyone else. I just wanted some friends. I just wanted a girlfriend. This was too much to ask, just because I was a little shy and not outgoing enough. Because I wasn't a loud obnoxious jerk, because I wasn't an . Because I was shy and nice, I got NOTHING, while all of the a-holes who treated me like dirt made gains every which way. Now I am mean and blunt often times. I do not go out of my way to be nice. I will never be a nice guy again because of what it did to me.
I feel so empty. I have become a shell of a human being. I am only happy when people validate my existence and say good things about me. When a beautiful woman finds me attractive, wants to date me, etc. I am never happy unless I am validated. I have tried to overcome this in my own head, but I have failed. The constant rejection and never having anyone there to reassure me has done a number on me. A person shouldn't always have to have praise and love to feel alive, but it's this way for me sadly.
Please help me.