First of all, I have name changed but long time user blah blah
This is the first time I have EVER spoken about this, mainly due to absolute embarrassment, shame, and wanting to forget the past. However I feel like I need some ... reassurance? Hopefully anyway.
I am 41 years old. Between the ages of 15 - 30 ish I consider myself to have been deranged.
Some examples of my behaviour included:
Hitting myself to garner attention and sympathy (I said I was ganged up on my someone)
Lying about being able to drive - not for any particular reason
Lied about being pregnant to my friend when I was 15 and then faking abortion - again, for attention.
Sleeping with older men 30+ at the age of 16/17
Faking serious illness concerns
Obsessing over people, new partners. Never wanting them to leave, worrying constantly they would end things
I mean, there was probably a lot of other stuff but these are the things that really stand out for me.
I do not have any excuses for my behaviour, however I was taking recreational drugs, drinking heavily - cider every day, and a lot. My mother died when I was 9, my father was abusive, and my brother's bullied me.
I was bullied in school.
I used to leave nights out with friends and sit on the marina, sobbing and sobbing, wishing I had the guts to jump in.
Now? I have a partner of 10 years, a steady job, our own home, a car and a beautiful little boy. I currently (and have done for the last 5 or so years) feel at my most settled, mental health wise. I am completely sober, but do have anxiety and low moods occasionally. I also seem to have a new problem with money, I just want to spend on crap all of the time.
I have recently been looking at my past behaviour, as hard as it has been and it scares me. I don't feel like that person anymore but am I?
Am I still that crazy, weird, fucked up person or have I moved on from it all?
One of the reasons I think I have been looking into it is that I am due to attend a situation where an old friend from those days will be present. This old friend once called me out on one of the lies I had told. I didn't have time to explain that it was due to me being a mess at the time, as I was getting into a taxi, all very strange. It was about the driving. I was making small talk and said I am learning to drive. He said "but you said you could drive, you told that elaborate story about etc etc"
I have decided not to go as I feel that I am revisiting old times that I really want to forget. I actually don't mind discussing it all with him. I just don't feel it would be good for me.
I don't know what my AIBU is.
I guess deep down I am scared, scared that I could have a mental breakdown one day because I must be crazy, due to the stuff I did before. Or have I healed from it?
I would never, ever do any of the above now - I dont think? It just wouldn't cross my mind. I just feel deeply ashamed of it and wonder how I can delve further into it and the reasons for doing it, without it hurting my head.