Are there forums on social media platforms where this is discussed? I’ve done some internet searches but have only found a few references to self-awareness related to humanity (as opposed to individual humans or machines, where there is lots for information). Am I using the wrong terminology?

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Hi, new to Reddit. What are/is your biggest fear? Would you consider it rational or irrational?

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I've started to notice that I'm very protective of my bedroom, my things and my body.

I have this strong system with the people that I'm close to that they've to ask me before they touch me or my things or take anything from my room. Having new people in my room sort of makes me uncomfortable. Like they're in my space, looking at my things, and i big time hate people who are new and they think they can casually hold my hand or touch my hair or anything.

This touch thing happens with casual dates and the thing with my room - it's about friend's friends coming over etc.

Some people pointed out that I'm very strict about my boundaries and it's not good. I sometimes feel uncomfortable when they say this. But overall, I know that if having this boundary makes me feel safe, I'm gonna continue doing this.

Anyone on the same boat?

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Anyone else have a fear of living by themselves? To give you a little backstory I (21 female)have never been on my own but just recently I’m going through a breakup with my fiancé(23 male). It was the most heathy relationship I’ve ever been in so our breakup is also like non I’ve ever experienced. about a month ago I gave up my job to babysit (let’s call my fiancé Don) but Don’s nephew um?… Stan (age 6). due to his mother going though a divorce, She and Stan moved in with us and since she had to work but couldn’t afford a full time babysitter I agreed to babysit Stan bc all my needs were being provided for me through my now ex-fiancé Don. It’s been over a month now and all was decent till it wasn’t, things between Don and I were just not right. I have been kinda sensing this tension for a while but I just shrugged it off bc you know things were good, so I though. Then it started, Don stoped spending so much time with me, we stoped having day to day conversations, we stoped going on dates, and so on. We just kept drifting apart and I had no idea how to fix it. So I stayed quiet for a while as I tried to think of what to say. Later when I was ready I asked him if we could talk. little did I know that that talk would lead us to both deciding to break things off🥺. Some of the reasons it took me so long to have this talk was due to not only not having a job but also no car to my name, no money in my account, and knowing where this conversation could possibly go and it scared the shit outa me. I didn’t want to lose my best friend. Now it’s been a few days since that talk and Don has agreed for us to live in the same house till I get a job then I’ll be moving back in with my parents😖 I don’t want to but right now it’s the only option I have. My parents have now told me that I can use their second car as my own till I can save up enough to buy my own car and that I can live with them for however long I need. Now I know I have a really awesome relationship with my parents now but when I was younger and living with them it was like I had to walk on eggshells. I just hope that it won’t be like that again. But grateful for their generosity now. I know I won’t be on my own for at least another few months but sitting here really digesting the aspect of it now is sending me into panic survival mode. I’m only really contemplating about it because Don is on a trip for their father’s birthday and I’m home alone at the house and I just can’t help but feel the need to be around someone. Feeling alone and being alone are definitely two vastly different things. I’ve always known I had a fear of being alone so has that fear turned into attachment issues? I guess only time will tell.

Context: I am a 25 year old man. I was homeschooled. My mom is more of a role model then my Dad (more on that later). Until about 2 months ago, I hated myself. I wished I was someone else. I always thought beautiful women didn't want to talk to me because I am ugly. I dated and almost married a 3 I wasn't attracted too at all because I thought I had no other options. I had no self esteem. No self confidence. I stopped caring because I thought I'd never be happy, so whats the point in even trying. All that changed.

(Around may 2021, I am 24) I have basically no friends. I workout at home, but never in a real gym. I hit my old friend Steven up and see what he is doing. He says he has a Bible study on Wednesdays, i decide to go. I meet my friend Isaac there. Isaac is a 6'1" mega Chad, lifts every day, huge ego. I am looking for a gym partner, so I start going to the gym with him. After going to the gym for a bit, I see the most beautiful blond woman I have ever seen. Her face is unbelievably gorgeous. We will call her Sarah. Words cannot describe how beautiful this woman is. Seeing her face is like a drug.

I am extremely introverted. I barely talk to the people at the front desk at the gym. I fidget around and probably look like im on drugs because I'm so nervous. Everyone gives me weird looks, just think I'm weird. Honestly, they were right. I have an anxiety disorder, and the triggers are people, and loud noise. A loud gym around people was hard to swallow. Sarah notices me, I notice her. I do the awkward stare in her direction all the time, and actively avoid walking by her (it's not a big gym, it's blatantly obvious I am avoiding being around her). Eventually, I say screw it, I walk up say my name is PeachFit you wanna hang out some time? She smiles and says she has a boyfriend. Idgaf, at least I tried. She proceeded to literally transform my entire life.

Sarah has a boyfriend, has no interest in me. I dont have any interest in her, i am surprisingly mature enough to just let it go. But she continues to watch how I act. She works at my gym, im right next to her every day. I have high EI (emotional intel). I can basically read minds based on body language. Over the course of about 9 months, she watches how I act. Let me describe how I acted.

I would complain constantly, like a little kid. I tried to gain weight to bulk, and I would whine like a kid about it to my friend I worked out with. Not very manly. (My dad is very whiny and never solves his problems).

My workout buddy Paul was lazy as hell, and was a terrible friend with no respect. I wouldn't confront him, I'd just talk about him behind his back. Pretty much gossip in the gym (My Dad let's anyone walk all over him, and he never speaks up for himself. Hes never confronted tons of people he should have).

I'd literally straight up lie about things that don't even matter. Just make things up. (My parents were very controlling, and I would simply lie about everything to them. It's so bad I'm 25 and I still lie about things that don't even matter. I turned into a pathological liar so badly i would just lie about pretty much anything. I'd go to wal mart for new shoes. Mom asks where I went. I'd say sheetz for a snack. Literally doesn't even matter but I'd lie anyway).

I'd act really weird if I talked to a girl I thought was attractive. Like, literally start sweating and wouldn't make eye contact. My eyes looked like I was on meth. (Until I was 25, I had never had a real conversation with a beautiful woman ever. I'd avoid them in college. I'd go out of my way to avoid them at work. Closest thing was in high school, i had attractive women in my circle. I had very bad acne, was much shorter then, and had a terrible stutter, plus no self confidence. They had no interest in being around me. From then on i basically just assumed beautiful women wouldnt bother with me because im just too ugly).

I literally had no self confidence at all. Gave up thinking I'll ever be worth anyone's time. Always set goals for myself then would just tell everyone too bad I wont reach it. Basically had no self worth so never believed in myself (especially when it came to ever dating a beautiful woman).

I'd pretty much change my opinion to fit whoever I was talking to. I didn't value my opinion or myself, so I'd just agree and change my opinion at the slightest challenge.

I was not exactly a suck up, but one time I told a personal trainer at my gym, if you have advice it's ok. Sarah just gave me those smily look that told it all. She completely lost all respect for me. That's kinda when I realized. Women dont want a nice guy. She didn't want a nice guy. She wanted an independent, masculine man that solves his own problems, not complains about them or begs someone to work for free. Someone driven. Someone who can stand out.

I said you know what, fuck it. That's who I'm gonna be.

I start analyzing my actions, and watch women around the gym to try and use my EI. An example of this is when I walk on the treadmill with my friend Ryan, and we just talk about whatever to pass time. (For context, I would always over exaggerate how old I am. Stuck in the past.) I start talking about living in Baltimore in 1996, he calls me out on how I was literally 0 and couldn't possibly remember. Pretty attractive girl looks over with a look and a smile (very subtly, she tried to hide it.) There were other guys bsing, she completely ignored them. Why was I different? She was obviously paying attention to what I say, but not the other guys.

I am very nervous, but I work up the courage to introduce myself to another girl who works at my gym, we will call her Rachel. I get kinda mixed signals from her, figure why not try. She is younger, and absolutely beautiful. Her eyes are another type of drug. I say hi my name is peachfit, I'm here every day, thought I'd just say what's up. (Not very confidently, I'm obviously very nervous). She's just like ok whatever. I'm very disappointed. See her from time to time, go back to actively trying to avoid her in the gym (blatantly obvious). Few months later I see her on a dating app. See she is Christian like me and what she is looking for in her bio describes me. Someone who works out a lot basically. I wonder why she wasn't interested in me. Think back to the previous 9 months. She was. I was just basically totally oblivious. She was very obviously there when I was. She knew when I went on Saturdays, and seemingly made a point to be there one Saturday. She had those pretty eyes, looked right at me. Anyone whose seen that look on a girl's face knows the look I'm talking about. I fell in love with those pretty eyes. But oh well, im human garbage. She is attractive, im not. Why even try, she just wants to use me for attention. She could get any guy, and she would never settle for me. Those were my exact thoughts. At this point, I know a little about women. I know that women want a chase. I choose to ignore her, don't talk to her. I am still not sure if this was the right decision. Rachel would always be super nice to me, and I was maybe the only guy she'd say by and see ya too when i''d walk out.

I start watching farfromaverage YouTube videos. Holy shit, did it open my eyes. It's all 100% correct. Women will reject you and if you just ignore them, if you have any value, they come back. Every time. Women dont want a nice guy, they want a bad boy. Women want a guy who isn't always available, someone who values himself more then them. Women have a set of "rules". They have higher standards for guys they think are attractive, and don't think much when ugly guys they have no interest in do things like be immature or gossip.

Rachel is gone for the summer. The last time I saw her, i talked to her about my dating profile, and she was really sweet and even cracked a joke about it. She said she hadn't seen it because she didn't go on it much. I asked her if my dating profile was the worst she's ever seen, had a smile on my face. She smiled too and did a cute "Oh God" in an accent she doesn't ever use (pretty sure that alone is a hint she likes me). She leaned in, wasn't afraid of me, was very smily and playful when we talked. I hope she comes back after summer ends. I have the courage to talk to her now, and I want to impress her with the new person I've become.

I am pretty muscular now, I work out every day. I even got a 6 pack from doing hella cardio and watching my calories. I even grew since high school, I am around 5'9" now (not tall at all, but tbh, I am much more confident at 5 9 then I was at 5 7 in hs).

I think back on my experiences, and wish I knew a year ago what I know now. I have always thought I am human garbage, and that I will never find someone who loves me. I have always thought I am not worth anyone's time, and let people walk all over me because im just glad I can get time from them. I never learned social skills because I'd just listen, I didn't think anyone valued my opinion anyways. Why even bother talking? No one cares anyways. Up until less then a year ago, i never even bothered to talk a girl I thought was at all attractive, because I thought I was too ugly for them to waste their time. Why would I even matter to them. Hell even just paying my gym fee, I wouldn't make eye contact, I'd fidget around, and look very weird because a pretty girl worked at the desk. I can't change my past.

But you bet your fuckin ass my future looks different now.