I have always been dismissed when I have tried to express my feelings. By my father, by my co-workers, sometimes by my friends. I have learned that my feelings don't matter to a lot of people.
That might just be how you perceive it. Many of us have a disease of perception. I know I do. I see what I want to. The truth is usually something different.
I don't trust my own emotions sometimes
Good. Feelings aren't facts. With me, situations lead to feelings, feelings lead to thought, and though leads to action. Or better said,
re-action. Usually some re-action that just makes things worse.
I've been told over and over that "It's none of my business what others think of me". My job is me. To keep my side of the street clean, and do the next right thing. By doing this consistently, things ALWAYS turn out for the better. Not how, or when I would like them to, but they always turn out good, usually in surprising ways.