Shrouded despair and forgotten ambitions
Thread Topic: Shrouded despair and forgotten ambitions
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Also, the random 10th grader that put the middle finger up at me as he passed. That was a cherry on top.
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Tomorrow has gotta be better…
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Why does nobody listen to me?
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‘Hey, you know what? Let’s give Alexi a breakdown today! That’ll be fun!’
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‘Let’s make sure Alexi has something to talk about to her therapist next week! Let’s give her a f---ing anxiety attack even though she’s already really stressed!’
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‘And let’s keep using the wrong pronouns because it’s just THE BEST when she’s f---ing triggered!’
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You only text me when you want something…
You don’t talk to me for weeks then you start a conversation about some kind of gossip or your crush or whatever….
I just want a friend, not to be your personal therapist whenever you need -
I like it when people confide in me. But you only text me when you need something. This friendship isn’t feeling like a friendship. I always felt like I couldn’t be me because you were always being so… you
Like all that matters in our relationship is you -
I’m not the second choice.
I’m not even on the f---ing list. -
I’ll just wait for my cue to be comedic relief..
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I f---ing hate this
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Hate getting picked on for something that isn’t my fault
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Jesus Christ
Parents find anything to argue about, don’t they? -
You don’t “get it”.
You’ve never “gotten it”.
You’ve never listened to me when I explain how triggering it is being stuck in this body. You think it’s the emotions and the hormones.
You think I don’t care less about you. I couldn’t care more about you. But I should be able to ask for you to use my pronouns without condition.
It’s not up for negotiation. My pronouns are they/them, and you have never used them. That fact is not up for negotiation. -
I hate what I see when I look in the mirror.
I hate my body.
But I can’t tell you that because you’ll tell me I’m a child. You can’t handle change so you’ll make me stay this way and you’ll make me grin and bear it because you can’t handle the thought that I’m somebody you don’t want me to be.
I don’t want anyone trying to support me on that. No matter what my friends or my family say, I hate what I see when I look in the bathroom mirror. Nothing anybody can say can change that. This is the stupid world we live in. And I have to take it on the chin and wear it because I’ll get laughed at if I try and change it. People will always look down on me, even when I’m in old age. Nobody will care and that’s just the way things are. Nobody can change it.
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