I'm nothing special
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Drained
Being the most socially awkward person on the planet comes with no effort for me. I tend to blame it on my childhood but it's hard not to when I've been like this literally my whole life. I was hidden and sheltered from society for far to long. It damaged me and I'm old enough now to where I'm forced and have no choice but to suffer the consequences.
I've never had more than maybe two good friends, and by good I mean maybe I'd see them once a week at church and we'd possibly talk afterwards before we parted ways where they'd go about their lives and I'd sit in my room trying to find something to do until the next Sunday comes along.
Eventually I realized the reality that people were uncomfortable around me. Why wouldn't they be when I was uncomfortable around my own self? As a result I dropped into depression and became what everybody called an "emo", I didn't really notice my change in appearance but I did admire the style and I think I found a little of who I was.
I'm all about peace, love, unity... and quotes from the beetles. But I have a darker edgy side of me that I chose to show through my style. I'm no expert but judging by what I've noticed in myself, I think it shows the lonelier side of me, the side that even though is all about being one with the world and nature, is also saying I may not be as weak as you think. Unfortunately that's something inside me I still have to find.
So here I am 20 years old, the only close friends I had all moved out of state and might even forget about me. I'm still here in the town I grew up in wanting some new people in my life. That change started when I met my boyfriend over a year and a half ago. He's my best friend and we stick to each other no matter what is going on in our lives. However being such a lonely girl for so long who had nobody outside of family, I may be guilty of the urge to cling. Could be because I'm afraid to lose him since I've lost everybody who's ever been close to me, could be because I never knew what it was like to be in a serious relationship, could be all of the above.
He's the kind of guy who you either will love or hate because he's not afraid to offend or state his opinion, but he defiantly has more lovers than haters. He's got lots of friends and always has, we have two completely different backgrounds that aren't even close to being similar, he's open, loud, funny, loves people and especially loves to talk. I'm the exact opposite, but I think that balances us out for the better. So because of his busy life he's always getting asked to go to parties, and to hang out, and go to the bar and other events. Being still under age I've been staying home alone a lot, the other reason I stay is that my anxiety is so damn out of control that I can't even be around anybody new without feeling sick to my stomach and wanting nothing but to go home. Which is the most frustrating feeling ever because I want a life like his. I want to go out, have fun, make friends and be worry free. But something is holding me back.
I literally feel like somebody has their arms wrapped so tightly around me that I can't break free to move forward. What's scary is that it can be an actual physical feeling sometimes. I over think things when he tells me he's going to go out without me. I don't assume he's cheating... but I can't help but to think I'm completely out of his thoughts and his mind is elsewhere because I feel like I don't matter. Not necessarily to him... but to everybody else. I know of many people who would only hang out with me because they feel sorry for me. That is seriously the worst thing you could possibly do to me in my fragile state of drained self esteem. I'm better off sitting alone in the corner ignoring your pity.
Next month is the first therapy appointment of my life.... if this doesn't change me i don't know what will.
Saturday, February 18, 2012
Who's that? False alarm, thought I saw somebody.
So there's this girl... you know, that awkward girl that you try your best to avoid because you just can't quite figure her out? That's the one. She blends in with the walls so well that it's hard to notice her. Nobody has ever really seen her with a group of friends, does she even have friends? It's hard to imagine her even conversing with anybody because it doesn't happen often at all. Why is she even here? Everybody is sitting around drinking, smoking, laughing, what makes her choose to stay? Or why hasn't she left? Obviously nobody has been paying attention to her, in fact she's making the whole party awkward with her just sitting there. Every once in a while you'll see somebody offer her a shot, or a hit of what ever they've got. She always deny's it. She claims she's allergic. Ha. Yeah right, is she really? I call bullshit. I think she's just to pussy to do anything. She's almost 21 years old! She should be pro at this by now... There's rumors her family has a religious, sheltered background. Maybe she just never grew out of it.
A guy just walked up, put his arm around her and kissed her. Okay so she's obviously here with somebody. What an uncomfortable relationship they must have.... how come she'll laugh and talk with him but not with anybody else? She must be the clingy type. Girls always feel the need to talk about the other girls in the room. I think she over heard. "I only ask to come with us because I feel sorry for her, she's always by herself." Maybe there's something about her that nobody likes, oh that's right. The fact that she's just the door mat to the house. People ask her to get things, do things for them. She doesn't really talk much she just does it. Grow some balls, damn. Or maybe she's just nice?
Ugh how frustrating... I really need to stop talking about myself.
A guy just walked up, put his arm around her and kissed her. Okay so she's obviously here with somebody. What an uncomfortable relationship they must have.... how come she'll laugh and talk with him but not with anybody else? She must be the clingy type. Girls always feel the need to talk about the other girls in the room. I think she over heard. "I only ask to come with us because I feel sorry for her, she's always by herself." Maybe there's something about her that nobody likes, oh that's right. The fact that she's just the door mat to the house. People ask her to get things, do things for them. She doesn't really talk much she just does it. Grow some balls, damn. Or maybe she's just nice?
Ugh how frustrating... I really need to stop talking about myself.
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