I have gone through a major mental transition and those close don't like it, or are jealous of it
I had a major medical issue about 15 years ago that lead me to find out that I had mental illness that was the root of the medical condition. Take care of the mental problem and the medical problem would subside. It took me 9 years of talk therapy to win the war on mental illness. I am now the commander of what once controlled me. It was a very hard war to fight but I prevailed and won. Like the song goes; " Oh what a feeling!" I am now and have been going on twelve years now a completely different person than I was before. More confident, wiser, more knowledgeable in so many areas. Listen and talk to people about what interests them and learn about them, the shyness is no where to found. Yet my immediate family does not know how to approach me. I tell them what I have been doing. I do a great deal of volunteering and going to seminars of various subjects. But the reactions I get is blank stares and ridicule over something minor. My creativity has come out more not and I have been sharing it. Yet, when I do share it with family, someone is bound to find a missing period or a word with one too many "e's". They will dwell on that instead of the story. The one time I was a volunteer for a community mural that was being made for the community library. It is to measure 30ft wide and 10 ft long. An artist drew the outline and the volunteers of all ages are putting pieces into place. I showed a family member what it will look like upon completion and all they said was the drawing look juvenile. Anyone could have drawn that, Not one positive word about the scene or the subjects in the scene. Nothing about how big it is and how long it will take or even question on how we are doing it. Just the juvenile statement. I have also been volunteering coming up on 10 years now on a Keep America Roads Clean Campaign by having a crew of four including me go out with safety orange vests, a caution sign, and lookouts and we go along a designated road and pickup all the trash and litter that people toss out of their cars. You would be shocked of what we have gathered. I do it because of the mess and it looks disgusting. Yet, my family forbids from me doing it because the road is a popular road. They never asked about our safety guidelines and how we handle the traffic, or even how long we are out there. They just forbid us without facts.
Recently I ran into a financial snafu. In the past it sounds terrible but with my situation it isn't as bad as it sounds. Besides I am not that disturbed by it. This is one of the tricks I was taught so I do not get so upset my mental problem does not come back. I have to stay in control of the situation. So what do I do, I investigate what has been going, said and my records. I do simple research. That is probably the one great things of the internet, if you know the difference between legitimate websites and bad ones, you can learn a great deal on line. Especially information you never had access to before. I research, and re-research again to verify.
When I told my family because I need a ride I was jumped on and screamed at like I murdered someone and blamed them. I really don't thing they understood what I said and I think my calm demeanor gives them impression that I do not care.
My issue is, how do I handle the family now that they are not believing anything I say, have the impression I do not know something about anything and barely talks to me unless they really have to and even then it is a struggle. I know this sounds like a soap opera but I worked very hard to achieve what I did and I am the only member of the entire extended family to go through something like this, I would think a very positive attitude and calming manner would be welcoming.