- No
- Somewhat
- Yes
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I do. Sometimes I wonder if my lack of desire to be around people is simply because I’ll end up being rejected anyway 
I think “rejection” is the background theme song playing in my life.
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I do. Sometimes I wonder if my lack of desire to be around people is simply because I’ll end up being rejected anyway 
I think “rejection” is the background theme song playing in my life.
Rejected by normal society, sure somewhat.
But never rejected in certain circles I frequent. 
I feel not good enough, is that what you mean?
No I think that might be different 
I often feel rejected when I try to do new things or fit in with new groups. I don’t really try much anymore and just stick to the people that I know don’t hate me.
I used to be rejected and bullied and hated but I feel accepted and loved more the last few years.
Not sure what the reason is but I’m so happy things got better because I suffered so much.
Wonder if it’s politics and if my own party hates on me while the ones my loved ones vote for love on me.how bizarre.
Things got so much better.
I was tortured before but things got better.
My work is dirty and the type of work I do there are a lot of bad guys doing it, so a lot of people treat me badly from the get go
When I was psychotic, I felt like the whole world rejected and hated me. I don’t feel like that so much anymore, thank gosh.
Mostly from myself.
I can identify with that to some extent . I think I’ve always been quite asocial , but certainly not having much success social interaction wise has heightened that feeling .
I mean, not really, at times I do but I just brush it off. If it happens and the more I think about it, the more itll occupy my head.
Rejected by my family and by my society.
My voices tell me that everyone rejects me. The strange thing is that I never actually felt rejected. For some reason, the voices say that, though.
I was rejected by my best friend when I got diagnosed. It hurt me a lot but there is nothing I can do about it.
I am a pariah. The only community I have is here on this website.
No one where I live wants to know me any more.
I rely on family, and to a lesser extent work colleagues.
It used to bother me a lot, but I am used to being a rejected loner.
Yes, but only because people reject me all the time.
Something that assists me mentally is how we are all mammals and feel rejection as physical in our stomach.
Scientists have measured this in Buffalo I believe - when the pack moves away from such unfortunate creatures.
I feel like both of us have done right by people by and large…(77nick77 I’m not forgetting you either, but I don’t even know if you’re single at this time) and we probably ‘deserve love’ as cheesy as it that sounds. Your self talk is ok; but maybe as an experiment move more in this direction I’m starting to describe with all my word choice.
The 270 pages of Don Quixote were good to me. He is stark raving mad, but from what I can tell he chooses someone (age) appropriate and perhaps all around appropriate. I’m not settling mind you which is where everyone’s mind goes, but more accurately I “know thyself” much more, and feel as though I can find a gem in the rough or someone who possesses flaws where classical beauty is thought to be, and therefore be a pocket of inefficiency in this ‘market’… to (realize?). I cornered myself bc I almost said ‘exploit’. But that must be a failure of our language.
People can be ass holes. My mom and brother have this sort of elitist thing going on where they talk about being part of the 1% as far as college goes, and constantly talk about how I couldn’t understand certain things because I’m not a one-percenter. It’s fúcking irritating, especially when it’s about something that I do understand. Like I’ve been sick since I was 14, right? My mom had the audacity to tell me that I don’t know what it’s like to have people start miles ahead of you. I have to watch people do things that I’ll never be able to do just because I have schizophrenia. Like living in a dorm in college, or in the past, being in the top 10%, just starting my life in general, really. It’s like double rejection.
I am comfortable being rejected, and have been ever since my best friend Mr. Tumness lost his mother.
The ostrakon is part of schizophrenia.
Sometimes i feel my experiences are not taken for granted, because i have a mental disease.
I think, that other people, even friends and family, says to themselves:
“Well he might right about that, but he is not entirely to be trusted because he is also a bit schizo.”