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[anonymousvoiceon]

The need for friends who actually like me and aren't just pretending is growing, I'm finding it harder and harder to distract myself from the need. I don't know how to quell this need. Only how to silence it for a bit longer.

[anonymousvoiceon]

I think I'm distancing myself from the people who would like me the most if I was actually present, not randomly disappearing with little to no explanation

[anonymousvoiceon]

I find the concept of anxiety so interesting, it comes from a place of self hatred of course, assuming no one else can like you because you don't like yourself. And despite this, you're probably friends with people who despise themselves: yet you like them. It's an inward hypocrisy that's so hard to break people don't try, I'm no different, but in my defense I am the problem, and all of friends actually do dislike me and are pretending they don't as to not be rude

[anonymousvoiceon]

It's hard to explain to people why you're upset, so you never try; and in turn never fix the problem. It becomes another burden, another mistake, you remember even the things you apologized for and smoothed over because while the other person was happy, you weren't.

[anonymousvoiceon]

You're doing it again. You're closing yourself off because you think what they did was intentional, even if we're both aware they didn't mean to make you upset