urbanmoose2 said:...Ever get the feeling that everyone around you is one bad day away from needing a therapist? Just a heads-up—this might be a long one.
I’ve been sitting here lately, doing some soul-searching (and typing it out here), trying to find even the slightest hint that I’m actually the crazy one. I’m trying to rationally explain why people act the way they do, while working under the assumption that maybe, just maybe, I'm the problem. It isn't working.
Let's get to it:
1) My roommate situation. We share a room in an apartment, which I agreed to because I thought I knew him (turns out, I didn't) and because the rent is cheap for New York City. Before we moved in, I specifically asked if he brought guests over and how often. He told me, "My mom might stop by once a year since she works down at the coast." Fine. Once a year. I can handle that. But since I moved in back in September, his mother has slept over nine—count them, nine—times.
Since I'm someone who only expresses conflict here on this forum and doesn't dare say a word in person, I just stay quiet and simmer in my own rage. Then yesterday, at 10 PM, he casually mentions his mom is coming over today. No apology. Nothing. I've decided I need to find my own place. I can't do this anymore.
2) Work. I'm a software engineer. For two days now, I've been locked in a standoff with a colleague. He refuses to let me complete a task a certain way, even though it's the only logical method. So, fine, I listen to his suggestion. I spend sixteen hours over the last two days staring at the screen, trying to figure out how to do it his way. I can't. And he won't budge. Pure stubbornness... I don't know what to do.
3) A coworker at the same job. We haven't spoken since day one. Well, I tried being polite and friendly for the first two weeks, just like I am with everyone else, but she acts like a brick wall. If I say hello, it feels like my voice just bounces right off her. I don't get it. Is it really that hard to say good morning to a colleague you spend at least eight hours a day with? She just hasn't liked me since the moment we met. How is that even possible? I at least acknowledge everyone else.
I have other stories, but I don't have the energy to recount them all right now.
So, do you ever feel like you're the only one in your immediate circle who isn't mentally unstable?
Asking upfront was the right move. It was professional. However, since he lied, the arrangement is broken. Find a new place. It sounds like you've already made up your mind. 😁
Some people claim you don't stand up for yourself. Perhaps they are right. If the guy were sane, he wouldn't behave this way. Trying to lecture him would just be a waste of breath.
urbanmoose2 said:...Ever get the feeling that everyone around you is one bad day away from needing a therapist? Just a heads-up—this might be a long one.
I’ve been sitting here lately, doing some soul-searching (and typing it out here), trying to find even the slightest hint that I’m actually the crazy one. I’m trying to rationally explain why people act the way they do, while working under the assumption that maybe, just maybe, I'm the problem. It isn't working.
Let's get to it:
1) My roommate situation. We share a room in an apartment, which I agreed to because I thought I knew him (turns out, I didn't) and because the rent is cheap for New York City. Before we moved in, I specifically asked if he brought guests over and how often. He told me, "My mom might stop by once a year since she works down at the coast." Fine. Once a year. I can handle that. But since I moved in back in September, his mother has slept over nine—count them, nine—times.
Since I'm someone who only expresses conflict here on this forum and doesn't dare say a word in person, I just stay quiet and simmer in my own rage. Then yesterday, at 10 PM, he casually mentions his mom is coming over today. No apology. Nothing. I've decided I need to find my own place. I can't do this anymore.
2) Work. I'm a software engineer. For two days now, I've been locked in a standoff with a colleague. He refuses to let me complete a task a certain way, even though it's the only logical method. So, fine, I listen to his suggestion. I spend sixteen hours over the last two days staring at the screen, trying to figure out how to do it his way. I can't. And he won't budge. Pure stubbornness... I don't know what to do.
3) A coworker at the same job. We haven't spoken since day one. Well, I tried being polite and friendly for the first two weeks, just like I am with everyone else, but she acts like a brick wall. If I say hello, it feels like my voice just bounces right off her. I don't get it. Is it really that hard to say good morning to a colleague you spend at least eight hours a day with? She just hasn't liked me since the moment we met. How is that even possible? I at least acknowledge everyone else.
I have other stories, but I don't have the energy to recount them all right now.
So, do you ever feel like you're the only one in your immediate circle who isn't mentally unstable?
Software engineers are fine. Ask him for his reasoning. You might actually learn something.
urbanmoose2 said:...Ever get the feeling that everyone around you is one bad day away from needing a therapist? Just a heads-up—this might be a long one.
I’ve been sitting here lately, doing some soul-searching (and typing it out here), trying to find even the slightest hint that I’m actually the crazy one. I’m trying to rationally explain why people act the way they do, while working under the assumption that maybe, just maybe, I'm the problem. It isn't working.
Let's get to it:
1) My roommate situation. We share a room in an apartment, which I agreed to because I thought I knew him (turns out, I didn't) and because the rent is cheap for New York City. Before we moved in, I specifically asked if he brought guests over and how often. He told me, "My mom might stop by once a year since she works down at the coast." Fine. Once a year. I can handle that. But since I moved in back in September, his mother has slept over nine—count them, nine—times.
Since I'm someone who only expresses conflict here on this forum and doesn't dare say a word in person, I just stay quiet and simmer in my own rage. Then yesterday, at 10 PM, he casually mentions his mom is coming over today. No apology. Nothing. I've decided I need to find my own place. I can't do this anymore.
2) Work. I'm a software engineer. For two days now, I've been locked in a standoff with a colleague. He refuses to let me complete a task a certain way, even though it's the only logical method. So, fine, I listen to his suggestion. I spend sixteen hours over the last two days staring at the screen, trying to figure out how to do it his way. I can't. And he won't budge. Pure stubbornness... I don't know what to do.
3) A coworker at the same job. We haven't spoken since day one. Well, I tried being polite and friendly for the first two weeks, just like I am with everyone else, but she acts like a brick wall. If I say hello, it feels like my voice just bounces right off her. I don't get it. Is it really that hard to say good morning to a colleague you spend at least eight hours a day with? She just hasn't liked me since the moment we met. How is that even possible? I at least acknowledge everyone else.
I have other stories, but I don't have the energy to recount them all right now.
So, do you ever feel like you're the only one in your immediate circle who isn't mentally unstable?
She likely hates herself, her job, and you. It's nothing personal.
urbanmoose2 said:...Ever get the feeling that everyone around you is one bad day away from needing a therapist? Just a heads-up—this might be a long one.
I’ve been sitting here lately, doing some soul-searching (and typing it out here), trying to find even the slightest hint that I’m actually the crazy one. I’m trying to rationally explain why people act the way they do, while working under the assumption that maybe, just maybe, I'm the problem. It isn't working.
Let's get to it:
1) My roommate situation. We share a room in an apartment, which I agreed to because I thought I knew him (turns out, I didn't) and because the rent is cheap for New York City. Before we moved in, I specifically asked if he brought guests over and how often. He told me, "My mom might stop by once a year since she works down at the coast." Fine. Once a year. I can handle that. But since I moved in back in September, his mother has slept over nine—count them, nine—times.
Since I'm someone who only expresses conflict here on this forum and doesn't dare say a word in person, I just stay quiet and simmer in my own rage. Then yesterday, at 10 PM, he casually mentions his mom is coming over today. No apology. Nothing. I've decided I need to find my own place. I can't do this anymore.
2) Work. I'm a software engineer. For two days now, I've been locked in a standoff with a colleague. He refuses to let me complete a task a certain way, even though it's the only logical method. So, fine, I listen to his suggestion. I spend sixteen hours over the last two days staring at the screen, trying to figure out how to do it his way. I can't. And he won't budge. Pure stubbornness... I don't know what to do.
3) A coworker at the same job. We haven't spoken since day one. Well, I tried being polite and friendly for the first two weeks, just like I am with everyone else, but she acts like a brick wall. If I say hello, it feels like my voice just bounces right off her. I don't get it. Is it really that hard to say good morning to a colleague you spend at least eight hours a day with? She just hasn't liked me since the moment we met. How is that even possible? I at least acknowledge everyone else.
I have other stories, but I don't have the energy to recount them all right now.
So, do you ever feel like you're the only one in your immediate circle who isn't mentally unstable?
No. Honestly, looking at what hiddenwalker30 wrote, everyone acts differently, but that isn't a mental illness. My take is simpler: you were probably just raised well, you have a sense of direction, and you mistakenly assume everyone should be like you. If you're twenty, you'll eventually mature enough to realize that's false. But if you're over thirty, you simply haven't dealt with enough reality yet.☕