Everyone has shit they are going through and everyone handles it differently. What works for one may not work for someone else.
I’ve been through a lot and not done yet, yes I got a job but I’m more fucked now, and some of the people around me have had some great (read fucking terrible) things to say to me.
I’ve stopped trusting those same people and even going so far as to just smile and pretend nothing is wrong or down play my issues because apparently theirs takes priority.
I have reexamined my point of view on familial love and come to the same conclusion as I have romantic love. As it applies to me there is no such thing until a bond of some importance has been established. I can say I love my mom but I stop there.
As my isolation increases so does the chance for altercation, I try to just move without being seen or noticed I try to stay to my own but it seems I have burdens to carry that I shouldn’t have to and people are happy to pile on to it.
I’m tired of it all I just want to get away and stay gone I’m loosing my taste for human interaction, and the notion that I’ll meet someone that is available, rational, and self sufficient.
And the sad thing is this is really a post meant for my Facebook but not directed at some of the people there. I just needed to say this someplace before I break.