...a trip to the shrink;
"Yeah, it's like I don't think they care unless they get mad at me...then, POW...I can't figure it out..."
Sometimes that attitude comes from early conditioning. I used to think my husband was distance, far too relaxed and aloof, because I grew up in a home that the only time feelings were expressed was in fits of rage and anger and the silent treatment was used just as much as rage and anger. I learned to "put up" and when that element was missing, I wasn't happy or should I say, felt I didn't exist. Early on in my marriage, I used to scrub the house until my fingers bled because that is what I did growing up. It kept peace (well not really there was always something else to pick or poke about in my childhood home).
So, growing up in this environment makes you constantly question when a loved one isn't picking or judging you to death, when actually you grew up being your own worst critic and expecting others to critique you just as bad, perceived or not. In my case, I sought that element in a series of poorly established friendships. The only balance is finding out who you are, your positives, negatives, reactions and triggers, basically (as catt said) finding out who you are. It is only at this point will you ever find true and peaceful balance in your life.
I remember an old saying that said in order to understand where you are going, you have to understand where you've been and I'll even say it goes even further than that because you have to understand where the people in your life have been.