24 hours a day I experience an endless loop of negative thoughts about myself. Hour after hour I replay every clumsy thing I ever said, every mistake I ever made at work, every difficult conversation with my DH that I could have handled better, every time I was a less-than-perfect daughter, sister, wife. Every day I mull over every hurtful thing I ever said to my parents as a bratty teenager, despite being an adult now and having a good relationship with them.
I magnify my shortcomings until they completely overwhelm me. I find plenty to admire in others but usually find myself falling short by comparison. I spent time looking at my schoolfriends' linked-in profiles the other day and feel so disappointed in myself and how little I've achieved. They are directors, senior associates, "heads of" and "founders" and I am in what is essentially a glorified admin job earning the same as I did six years ago.
We had the same education and I did very well at school/uni. It's like I've convinced myself since then that I'm not a clever person capable of achieving that level of success. That I'm just a fraud desperately trying to remain in the same social circle as these wonderful, beautiful intelligent women.
Nights are the same with a nice little dollop of "catastrophising" thrown in. I lie there in the dark and some minor issue with the house will be held siege by my overactive imagination. Hours later I'm still awake and by this point I have convinced myself the house is falling down or subsiding, the insurance won't pay out, we won't be able to afford the repairs etc.
If my mind were a person I would think it hated me.
Ultimately though I'm not depressed, or even generally unhappy. I walk the dog every day and look up at the blue sky and the trees and the dappled sunshine and for a couple of hours I'm at peace. Then I'm back at my desk or at home and the cycle starts again.
I don't know how to live like this. Am I supposed to feel this on edge for the rest of my life? How can I find anything to like about myself?