It's becoming funny to me how it pisses people off that I talk about feelings...
I notice how people get snippy with me then cut me out.
I see your lil avatar because I didn't unfriend you like you unfriended me. I see you around.
But you won't even laugh with me, like you forgot I'm still me, because you're butthurt I have problems you don't understand and don't care about.
Because you got verbally annoyed with me and I didn't suddenly become all better after you tried to shame me.
And it's funny how people flip the switch from sweet to sour because some of us have issues that can't be solved by generic advice from an internet stranger who has no concern for our mental health, they just don't want feelings clogging up their feed.
I'm glad you ignore/exclude me so I don't have to pretend you fixed me with your apathy.
I often wonder what scares people so much about real life. They protect their little bubbles of delusions and project their pain onto people who don't deserve it like we're the dump.
Truth is sharing bits of yourself can be brave for some of us who were forced into silence.
Then I see them sharing something personal and I gloss over it even though I'd love to show some support. I realize it's a one way street with most people. That's easier for them.
It used to hurt...
But now I just feel sorry for people who are so detached from purpose, they kick you when you're down. Not sad, sorry. Not empathetic, pathetic.
I'm not going to stay quiet so others will be more comfortable. That's not my purpose anymore. I'm approaching mid life, idgaf anymore if people are too weak to be kind.
I see your lil avatar because I didn't unfriend you like you unfriended me. I see you around.
But you won't even laugh with me, like you forgot I'm still me, because you're butthurt I have problems you don't understand and don't care about.
Because you got verbally annoyed with me and I didn't suddenly become all better after you tried to shame me.
And it's funny how people flip the switch from sweet to sour because some of us have issues that can't be solved by generic advice from an internet stranger who has no concern for our mental health, they just don't want feelings clogging up their feed.
I'm glad you ignore/exclude me so I don't have to pretend you fixed me with your apathy.
I often wonder what scares people so much about real life. They protect their little bubbles of delusions and project their pain onto people who don't deserve it like we're the dump.
Truth is sharing bits of yourself can be brave for some of us who were forced into silence.
Then I see them sharing something personal and I gloss over it even though I'd love to show some support. I realize it's a one way street with most people. That's easier for them.
It used to hurt...
But now I just feel sorry for people who are so detached from purpose, they kick you when you're down. Not sad, sorry. Not empathetic, pathetic.
I'm not going to stay quiet so others will be more comfortable. That's not my purpose anymore. I'm approaching mid life, idgaf anymore if people are too weak to be kind.
41-45, F
