It's not a nice feeling when you stumble upon someone talking about you behind your back, especially when what they've said was done publicly somewhere that you don't frequent (and that I obviously wasn't suppose to see). I've had a really bad couple of months. There's been some nightmarish moments I can look back and laugh at (like my toilet breaking twice), and other events that haven't been so funny, but just generally i've been feeling crummy, tired and now very pensive, and hurting kind of bad just over everything in general.
All I can say is that i've always been an honest person, and being honest I often think is all i've got as a person. Sincerity is important to me and it's a trait I always look for in others (in whatever I consume actually: art, music, cinema etc). So when someone calls you "fake", it's just about the worst thing they can say. It's also laughable though. Reading stuff that was written about me did
hit me hard but it was anger I felt more than anything. Despite all my troubles and flaws as a person, what you get from me is always me, and so even if i'm writing giant posts, saying some dumb, overused
catchphrase like "oh my gosh iconic" or complimenting something or someone, it's because I want to. It's in my nature. You don't give to receive. You give because giving is good and making people smile or laugh can be worth a lot to the person. If being friendly, or going in depth when writing posts on the only online community I care about and enjoy contributing to is
brainwashing and being fake then gosh. I guess i've been doing things wrong.
I'm going to go quiet here probably for a few months. I need to accept help. It's going to be hard for me because admitting you have a problem and seeking a hand is so difficult. More than anything. I just want to be seen as someone
normal but i'm not. I never will be and that's fine. I've just got to find out how I can start living with this unusual person that I am, and embrace all the dodgy quirks and not to fear presenting myself to other people. I do an ok job of it here. I want so bad to find a way out of this black hole I fell down. I'm scared about what's outside the hole but what kind of life am I living right now? It's no life. All through these years i've been scared of things, and think of every possible situation that could possibly happen from any given circumstance I may find myself in. Having this kind of mindset is such a curse. Torture actually. It locks me away from people. Trying to find my path whilst unmedicated perhaps was my mistake because I haven't been able to control anything myself. But then even if I don't take medication, avoiding therapy for instance.. what good has that done me?
I wasn't upset when I started writing this post. More pissed off actually. Sorry for this ramble. I try to be as careful here as possible, and the last thing I ever want to do is put my troubles onto the minds of others. I'm extremely
to myself which is why writing things about my life here occasionally these past few months has been a weird experience. I hope one day soon I can return here and tell you some positive news. It's going to be difficult because there are so many tangles in this web I need to escape from, but i've got to do it. I owe it to my family and more importantly, myself. This isn't a sympathy seeking post. This is a
i'm going to go and do the f@$k something about my life and i'll tell you about it soon post. Also a
middle finger up to the idea of me being fake post. Some people can brush off bitchy comments. Others wage all-out war. Me, I just write a wall of text like an insane person