In my family, I feel like itās mandatory to graduate school like you donāt get brownie points for going through those years. I didnāt even feel special when I graduated high school much less now. This literally makes me feel less than I have felt.
I live in a 4 room apartment, and last year, we filled up the house, but two moved out. This year, we got two new housemates, and let me tell you, they are fucking horrible. First off, they bring their boyfriends to live with them like I wouldnāt mind if they are chill, but no these fuckers are so fucking inconsiderate. Itās just respectful if you tell other people in this house what youāre planning to do like other people exist in the world. Whatās crazier is that I donāt think the girls (housemates) realize that other people exist. They are fucking inconsiderate-- they took their spaces for the pantry which I was like itās fine, whatever, but they started to put their stuff in the open space that was supposed to be for me. Sis????????? Again, I donāt think they realize other people exist. Constantly, at nighttime, they would be fucking loud and we have specifically told them how the walls are thin as fuck. Anything they do across the house can be heard. But guess who decided to watch a scary movie on full volume at 1 AM on a Monday night??????? :)))))) The girls claim their space and shit, but my roommate claimed all the space in the bathroom for her and her boyfriend and I am sick of it. In the morning, guess who fucking has to get up at the asscrack of dawn to avoid being late to class? Me. Nothing is fucking fair like itās not even fairness at this point, itās respect. But how can they respect if they were never taught the meaning of that word when they were younger?
I try to be the bigger person and not slam doors so they can reciprocate, but guess what? Since theyāre not responsible for doors breaking, theyāre gonna slam all they want. I just want a space and itās obvious I canāt get that because the world revolves around them and they only exist. I have since day one tried to do a housemate contract, but since everyoneās schedule conflicts, we havenāt gotten around to it. Today I texted the housemates, and they said they would be busy all day, but guess who came home at 3 and was chilling in her room until 5???? :)))) Bitch, you guys literally donāt go to school. All you do is fuck around and make people uncomfortable. I want to make a contract so there can be order?????? Iām fucking paying the same amount as you to live here to be this uncomfortable.
Fun fact: yesterday, I overheard one of the girlsā boyfriend saying that he has social anxiety which I found funny because people with social anxiety are usually empathetic. Since you are uncomfortable, you donāt want others to feel uncomfortable as you, but guess who is inconsiderateĀ and making me uncomfortable. I guess you canāt respect if you were never taught to!!
I have had so many friendships that we both grow out of because either I have a change of heart or they just donāt want me in their life. I have such high expectations in friendships because thatās what I truly believe about friendships: you need to receive the energy you give. Thatās where Iām wrong. I expect too much out of people when I know people have problems with commitment. So, when I donāt get theĀ āride-or-dieā feeling back, I begin to push them away which in return, makes me lonely.Ā Usually, Iām okay with that, but lately, I just feel sad. Another thing about friendships is that people only want you in their life when you have something to offer. So, Iām always trying to prove to people that Iām worthy of being kept in their lives which is my fault. I give them my support in return with none and I blame them. Itās my fault; I chose to give them what they arenāt willing to return. Iām just expecting too much. I push away both people that I want and donāt want to keep in my life. Overall, with this realization, I have come to the conclusion that I need professional help.
Iām bringing back the 2012 lifestyle so sit back and read about myĀ life.
So far, Iāve tried to replace this safe zone with a finstaĀ (fake insta) but it isnāt working so well for me. I donāt like the idea of having likes from your followers or having to post a photo along with it. Also, I hate it because thereās such a small caption box that you forget what you said (and then your whole post is going off topic.) It isnāt working for me.
So, here I am, back, going off about my life which probably doesnāt even matter to most of my followers.
In 2018, I realized I am more open about my feelings to the people I trust, which is such a small circle. I am more open and blunt which means I am speaking my mind, but to people on the outside, I am labeled asĀ ābratā, āannoyingā, orĀ āweird.ā Honestly, I donāt give a fuck. I realized I am happier exhaling the negativities and talking about it instead of having to hold it in. This is a really good step for me as I have negative thoughts less often. Although, I want to find a balance where people can view me as someone chill. I get emotional too often at pointless shit and seem bitchy.
In 2018, I started working out and it feels so good. Iām just doing cardio which isnāt that good for muscles and stuff, but I feel good. I used to be so lazy and be jealous of those models with the skinny body, but always ate unhealthily and didnāt work out. I remember last year, I worked out probably 50 times max. What the fuck is that? I went from going 4 days a week to nothing. Iām just starting simple with cardio and honestly, I donāt see a change, but I feel it. I feel like Iām going to love myself more.
I want to take on hobbies and discover stuff I like/enjoy doing. I missed doing stuff for fun just because I have nothing better to do. Now, I just do whatever I have to at the last minute, and it makes me feel so damn lazy. I used to love photography, so maybe one day I can go outside and take pictures. I used to (not love but) enjoy arts and craft like painting and crafting. DIY? I watch so many DIY videos so maybe I should just start getting my hands dirty. I make up so many excuses asĀ to why I shouldnāt do anything, and honestly, itās fucking aggravating.Ā
I think this is it for the time being. Iām going to be the best me this year.