• What the fuck’s wrong with me

    by  • June 28, 2011 • Depression • 4 Comments

    Honestly, i don’t know what the fuck’s wrong with me. I am so completely unhappy with my life it’s sick. I just want to tell all of you that I am done making sure you’re all happy. I live my life making sure others around me are content, then i look at myself and I’m fucking miserable. I’m a better friend to yous then yous have ever been to me. I listen to all your bullshit and drama every day and I sit there and give you my advice. I’m not a fucking psychologist, I’m not even a college student anymore. I need someone to listen to me for once, someone to love me for once. And the sad part is, noone ever will.

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    4 Responses to What the fuck’s wrong with me

    1. i can't say
      June 28, 2011 at 11:42 pm

      i just want to let you know that you’re not alone. i’ve felt this way for most of my life and i’ve never told anyone. i know that there are others out there like me, but it just feels nice to be told that you’re not alone. i hope you find yourself one day, and i hope i find myself too.




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    2. Samantha
      June 28, 2011 at 11:58 pm

      i agree with the other person, you are definitely not alone. I am in the exact same boat as you, and it sucks. But ive realized now that those friends that Ive always been there for that haven’t been there for me — never will, and they are not true friends. if you want them to remain apart of your life, then you need to accept who they are and they are not going to change. I am sorry to sound harsh but I am going through this at the exact same moment and i know how hard it is. But I believe, one day you (and I) will find people that cherish your friendship as you do theirs.




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    3. Anon
      June 29, 2011 at 2:51 pm

      Let people in.




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    4. Olivia
      June 29, 2011 at 8:05 pm

      I do the exact same thing. I always make sure everyone else is happy before I am. You gotta know that doing that eats away at you. It destroys you bit by bit until you turn into a vacant shell of a person. You have to stop. Before you get to a point where you’re stuck.




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