What is it about me that makes me so easy to ignore?

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What is it about me that makes me so easy to ignore?
Me- I had to choose a coping mechanism
Them- and you chose that?
Me- well it was between that and killing myself so yeah.
I imagined myself dying so much that it almost feels like a childhood memory
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Life is bad and I’m crying again and it makes it worse knowing none of my friends will ever reach out and ask me what’s wrong or if I’m ok. I only exist to be there for other people. Not for them to be there for me.
Silly me forgetting nothing I care or talk about has any value to anyone but me and I just shouldn't talk at all.
oh, i’m feeling so god damn lonely
i need to hug someone for at least 5 mins straight
i want a hug i want to lay on someone’s lap i want to rest my head on someone’s chest i want to play with your hair i want to hold your hand and caress your skin with my thumb i want our legs to get tangled together i want to feel your arm draped over me i want to fall asleep to your heartbeats
being debilitatingly touch starved is so embarrassing tbh. like ooo look at me im so big and tough and strong unless someone hugs me and then i completely forget how to function. oooo look im extremely anxious about physical contact and im constantly daydreaming about being held. ooooo look even the slightest touch makes me hyperaware of my skin and i'll cry if someone ruffles my hair. oooooo look i cant sleep without hugging a pillow and being buried under a weighted blanket bc im so lonely that it manifests as physical symptoms. like what??? im literally clinically unloved that's so CRINGE ahdjk
“Poem time.“ by | Nikolaus Brinkmann
Minor inconvenience occurs
Internally: I can't fucking do this I cannot do this I can't do it anymore I can't handle this it's too much I can't-
Externally: ok ig
I fuck up everything.
I feel like I’m only desirable when they can’t have me. Because the second they can, the interest goes away. I guess I don’t live up to the image they’ve created in their head?
Me: No we aren't the same. I'm living out of ~spite~