my life had always revolved around other people and their presence. i wasnt the person i was a month ago, society is too demanding to the point that it is required for me to conform to its standards, or else.
it has been a long while since I've tried to think alone, depersonalizing myself and not recognizing the image im showing other people. what is my true identity? i find this question very challenging to answer for myself.
dont get me wrong, this rant is not meant to display any anger or derogatory emotions toward my univ friends. it's solely directed to myself and how i perceive myself and to society as a whole.
i know deep inside myself that i dont like many people, i dont like noisy places, yet, i had fun when i was with my friends last time we drank.
is this because of the hardships we all mutually experienced? the prelims period? our almost one year of being with each other? or is this just because of the dance of alcohol intoxicating our bodies?
eitherway, looking back, my point is, why do people change their behavior towards other people? why do we have multiple personalities depending on the people we're with?
and why do i sometimes feel like im being controlled to act the way people/society asks me to do?
going back to the point i made earlier, society is too demanding to the point that it was required for me to conform to its standards, or else,,
or else i would prolly be labeled as boring
or else i would have no friends
or else my family wouldnt accept who i am
or else my loved ones would not love me back
or else i would be irrelevant, an outcast, away from everyone else, sitting in a corner with insanity the only thing thats holding me back.
and if you delve deeper, you would realize that it's not just me, it's you too, everyone in the world is being "controlled"(s.l.) by one another.
it would only be up to our choices who would we want to "control" and who would we want to "control us".
——or is this just another question of whether if it's actually a choice or no? 👽
as harsh as everything sounded, the depersonalized me at 5am believes this,,, but when i actually wake up i know i might not believe this anymore.
lol ig it's time to sleep, now i actually wanna wilt in this bed until someone wakes me up
,,,,,why did i forget that my therapist was writing weird shit at 3am while crying and basking in loneliness.
anyways, thanks for passing by, fellow human.