• To My Closest Friends.

    by  • July 6, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Self-Esteem • 0 Comments

    Thank you, for always telling me how lazy, useless, and pathetic I am. All those jokes you make because I don’t have a job, car, or how spoiled I am, all the times you call me a whore or easy, all the times you tell me I shouldn’t complain about being tired because I didn’t have to work that day. I know… or at least I hope, that they’re all jokes.. .but they hurt worse then you’ll ever imagine. You have no idea how much it gets to me already that I don’t have a job or car. I hate my past, and the fact that I used to be a bit of a whore. And I’m trying to change and better my life. But it sucks when you rub it in my face all the time… especially in front of other people. I know you guys don’t know this… but I cry myself to sleep a lot because of it… especially when you guys joke about it. And it hurts, every time…

    I just wish you guys would see the pain in my eyes when you say it… just once. Because i’ll never say anything to you about it. I already feel like enough of a burden on you guys without complaining more about a few jokes.

    I’m sorry I suck as a friend. But do you have to remind me of it?

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