Left Out
2019 has been kind of hard for me especially on my mental state. I’ve been living with friends that year in a two bedroom unit. It was the year where I felt the aftermath of what happened to me the previous two years. I didn’t know that I have been staying in my room the whole time until one of my friends pointed that out. She told me that they don’t really feel my presence in the unit anymore. Because I don’t go to the dining area that much or I don’t usually get to talk to them at all. Take note, I am the very first to go home after work since my workplace is the nearest to our place. That time, I really don’t know how to tell them my story and I thought to myself “would they really care?”, “would they understand?”. That’s why I didn’t bother tell them anything. Also it’s hard for me to express myself, I don’t know why. I just can’t find the right words to say. Last quarter of the year turned my situation around. I was able to recover from all those anxiety and self-hatred. I gained a bit of confidence on myself. My friends now know that I am going through something and they’re trying their best to help me and I am grateful for that. Although it was just a short time before we end our contract with the unit. I felt a little regret that I didn’t open up with them earlier. I guess that was the reason why I didn’t get closer with the most of them.
Few months after, I am now working from home in Rizal. It was pandemic season so it’s hard to just go outside to hangout or something. I’ve seen a post from a friend where they hangout or something. To be honest, I really felt left out. They were like my close circle but at that moment I felt like I’m not part of their circle anymore (lol such drama). Funny me, I really wanted some human interaction but so lazy to talk. Really doesn’t makes sense right? I confessed to God what I am feeling. Truth be told, I didn’t have that much interaction with them when I was living with them in the unit so why would I expect that I would be in their inner circle? Also if I know I could still message them whenever I needed someone to talk to. It’s just that I am so idealist when it comes to my relationships.
I know this post doesn’t seem to make that much sense but I just felt like I needed to post it here. It’s a reminder for me to not see my worth in the people around me. I have worth in God’s eyes. Also, I couldn’t expect people to love me the way I wanted. We have different love languages. Also relationship is a give and take thing. I guess it was this idealism which lead me to my previous mental struggle that is bothering me. I shouldn’t yield to these kinds of thoughts anymore. I don’t want to go back to that state anymore.
I praise God that those kinds of thoughts don’t bother me that much right now. And that I’m feeling okay now.
















