MiMif
I do not live for others to understand me...
- Sep 13, 2023
- 588
Not really sure if this is a vent but I've just come to the massive realization I'm the problem. I haven't been on here for a while but I made a date like right after my last one…will I go through with it will I not idk.
I'm so sick of making dates and not doing anything. The dates July 3rd.
However back to the title. My friends which I've written a few posts like months ago about how much I hate them…they threw me a surprise party…I was kinda surprised not really cause I overheard them. And my father who I've also wrote multiple posts about hating actually was pretty nice to me on my birthday. He gave me some money.
I realized then that I was the problem. I will never be satisfied with what I have and how kind the people around me are to me I will always want more and think there's something wrong with them when it's me.
I was upset at them not being close to me and me being a third wheel but now that I think of it that's largely because I distanced myself in the first place. The worst part is even while writing this I'm trying to come up with excuses for myself and make them to be the bad person again.
My dad… yeah I still think he's trash but even so he is right on a lot of things. I can afford to get an education unlike many other people. I have two parents and am not starving. I have no real world problems.
My existence pains me yet I hold on to it. I really hope I go through on my date but honestly I'm so tired. I've continually made dates and repeatedly not done them and it's so infuriating I hate myself so much.
This isn't a pity post cause honestly I'm an awful person and I'm just now beginning to realize. No fake friends would throw a surprise party like that.
I'll blame it on my bpd but I can't keep going there. I'm tired it's 3 am rn and I have to go out with those same friends tommorow…. Yeah that's it
I'm so sick of making dates and not doing anything. The dates July 3rd.
However back to the title. My friends which I've written a few posts like months ago about how much I hate them…they threw me a surprise party…I was kinda surprised not really cause I overheard them. And my father who I've also wrote multiple posts about hating actually was pretty nice to me on my birthday. He gave me some money.
I realized then that I was the problem. I will never be satisfied with what I have and how kind the people around me are to me I will always want more and think there's something wrong with them when it's me.
I was upset at them not being close to me and me being a third wheel but now that I think of it that's largely because I distanced myself in the first place. The worst part is even while writing this I'm trying to come up with excuses for myself and make them to be the bad person again.
My dad… yeah I still think he's trash but even so he is right on a lot of things. I can afford to get an education unlike many other people. I have two parents and am not starving. I have no real world problems.
My existence pains me yet I hold on to it. I really hope I go through on my date but honestly I'm so tired. I've continually made dates and repeatedly not done them and it's so infuriating I hate myself so much.
This isn't a pity post cause honestly I'm an awful person and I'm just now beginning to realize. No fake friends would throw a surprise party like that.
I'll blame it on my bpd but I can't keep going there. I'm tired it's 3 am rn and I have to go out with those same friends tommorow…. Yeah that's it