I'm a woman from South America, and lately I've been thinking a lot about why I don't really have close friends.
It's not that I dislike people. I actually enjoy meeting new people, talking, getting to know them, and discovering who they are. But somehow, my friendships never seem to turn into something lasting. I often end up feeling like the third wheel in a group, or I meet people who seem interested at first but never really commit to building a friendship. After enough experiences like that, I've noticed that I've started doing the same thing myself. I stop reaching out, lose interest after a while, or don't put much effort into maintaining the connection. Sometimes I get tired or bored with people even when I genuinely enjoyed getting to know them initially.
Now I'm 33, and it hurts to realize that I don't really have the kind of friendships I thought I would have by this age. I don't have people I can spontaneously call to make plans with, a close group I feel part of, or friends who are genuinely involved in my life. I often feel like I'm on the outside looking in.
I've also been wondering whether part of this goes back to my childhood. My mother was very possessive, and whenever I wanted to go out, someone invited me to a birthday party, or I wanted to spend time with other people, there would often be a scene or I would have to explain and justify myself. Eventually, it felt easier to stop making plans, reject invitations, and avoid getting close to people than to deal with everything that came with it.
I think I learned to avoid those situations, but now I'm an adult and I still feel some of that fear when it comes to socializing and making plans. It's as if part of me still expects that connecting with people will come with consequences or stress. I don't know how much of it is a habit, how much is fear, or how much is simply the way I've become over the years.
The strange thing is that I genuinely want connection. I want friends I can call, people who genuinely want me around, people to make plans with and share my life with. But I also seem to have developed a habit of keeping people at a distance, and I don't always know why. Sometimes I wonder whether I'm protecting myself from disappointment or whether I've simply forgotten how to let people into my life.
I guess I'm wondering whether anyone else has experienced something similar, especially if they grew up with a controlling or possessive parent. Did it affect your ability to make friends as an adult? Have you ever realized that some of the ways you learned to protect yourself as a child were making it harder to build relationships later in life?
I'd really like to hear other people's experiences, even if you haven't figured it all out either. I think I just want to understand myself a little better and hear from people who know what this feels like.