I'm afraid to say anything to anyone about my boundaries because I'm always dismissed as being too sensitive or having a victim mentality. I'm often not even sure what my boundaries are myself. I often don't know I'm overwhelmed until I'm off-the-charts overwhelmed. Most of the time, I try to just ignore when others offend, insult, or trigger me. I tell myself that I don't have to let it bother me, that it isn't about me--even when it is. But when I feel overwhelmed, I tend to lash out. Usually with sarcasm or wit, sometimes with indignation and resentment. Then, I obsess about how I've offended or insulted others, berating myself for not being able to "handle my feelings." Then I explain what I meant by what I said, trying to be understood. Then I apologize for being so bad at expressing myself. Then I'm dismissed as being too sensitive or having a victim mentality. Do you see where this leads?
For a long time, I've focused on serving others. I get myself out of my own thoughts, I do something for someone else, and I feel like I've contributed to the world. Besides, they can't be offended or insulted if you're helping, right? Eventually, though, this leads me to feel resentful and rebellious. "I give and give, and what do I get..." do you see where this leads? Of course, I haven't let anyone know that I have a problem with something, so any negative reaction will appear to come from "out of the blue." This reactive loop plagues my attempts to make friends. I say I want friends, but then behave in ways that reveal my desire to be left alone. I don't want others to force their expectations on me. I don't want to have to change things about me in order to be accepted. I like what I like, I believe what I believe, I behave how I behave. I hate being judged.
I'm so sick of people trying to make me "turn to Jesus" for healing. I'm so sick of them ignoring that I have my own spiritual practice, and that I don't need "saving." I need to be accepted AS I AM by other humans. My husband accepts me and loves me, as do my children. My family of origin have criteria I must meet, expectations I must achieve, and duties I must fulfill. How do I build relationships with people who don't see me? How do I find people who DO see me?
All this reminds me just how far I've come. One day at a time. One step at a time. As they say.