What on earth is fun and enjoyment anyway?
I grew up in a family whereby my feelings, experiences and what I wanted to do weren't seen as even worthy of comment, let alone honoured (including running marathons in adulthood when I had always been the worst in my PE class!). The only comments I had were if I was viewed as being a problem. Girls were also regarded as being inferior to boys and only good for having babies. So when my first relationship turned violent, I literally didn't understand that I had the right not to be hit by a guy who couldn't handle his drink and went on to have sex and beat up his brother's wife! My parents knew about it and, despite being only 3 miles from where I lived, just sent me a letter telling me I shouldn't be prostituting myself to him (that is, this was my boyfriend and very first sexual relationship!That is, I would rather die than be a prostitute! That is, I never have gone for casual sex!)! They wanted me to move back home to "sort myself out" which basically meant doing as they told me at 21 years of age! So I didn't move back!
Somehow, I have never known how to get my life together. Even though my parents are dead now too. What's the point? Nothing I do seems to matter. I don't even know what makes me happy. All I feel is depression, despair and sadness. I wake up tearful and have bad dreams. I am ill with chronic fatigue, health problems and malabsorption problems I can't fix and can't afford to fix because I have no job and am virtually unemployable.
I simply don't know how to enjoy myself and don't think I ever have. I don't understand what "an experience" is either, what its use is. Sure, I can be great company and know how to keep others happy. But I always feel I should be doing "something else" for myself and I have looked, but there is no something else I can find. Because I don't really feel my experiences. But being there for others does nothing for me and I know I am robbing myself anyway of whatever it is I should be doing by putting others first.
I don't know what makes me tick and can't afford to find out either. What is enjoyment anyway? Trapped in a world where everything costs money (a world that just makes me feel sick to the core) and things that don't don't help or do anything for me anyway. I'm not a family person and never will be (even if I was young enough to have children, which I'm not and which I am so glad I never got into that trap!). But I still don't know: what is fun? What is enjoyment? What is "my experience?" How would I know if I was enjoying myself? And what use is it anyway? I really honestly don't know.