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Sometimes we just want to feel we’re not alone.
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Wow, not coping at all is fun.
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This misery is the only thing that’s eternal.
I keep telling myself it’s going to get better. When ‘this’ happens I’ll feel better. When I reach the NEXT milestone things will be better, that’ll be the one. That’s when everything will click into place and I can finally be happy. You get there and it’s all smoke and mirrors, it’s just the same. Some ‘grass being greener on the other side’ bullshit. Meanwhile you have your brain tricking you into that feeling of nostalgia for the past like it was a better time, but it wasn’t. You’ve always been just as unsure of yourself and just as afraid, and you always will be.
First time posting here in a long time... guess it’s something I only really do when very lonely or sad. Spent so long looking forward to getting out of my hometown again, where I felt my brain decaying every moment, but turns out it’s probably just a case of ‘grass being greener on the other side’.
I guess I forgot that making meaningful connections requires overcoming social anxiety and putting yourself out there. Believing you’re good enough. I’m scared of everything here, and I feel so alone again. My flatmates are nice enough, but there isn’t really anyone here I connect with, and it certainly doesn’t help that half of them are 18 and the other half only really speak to one another in their own language, unintentionally making me feel all the more isolated. I had an evening out with people in my department last week, but I know I won’t really see them again because none of them are on my course, and they all bonded with one another over things (smoking weed, music tastes, classes etc) whereas I didn’t really have chance to make any real bonds like that.
And now apparently the one person who I thought was my partner in everything wants time apart from me. I don’t even know where to go from here. This is the loneliest I’ve ever been.
I’m just not enough for anything. :(
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Honestly though I actually think about this a lot, how I’m relatively lucky that I haven’t had anything really bad happen to me like getting paralyzed, and how I haven’t really done anything to merit that luck and it could all get taken away at any moment
When I was training to be a battered women’s advocate, my supervisor said something that really blew my mind:
“You can always assume one thing about your clients; and that is that they are doing their best. Always assume everyone is doing their best. And if they’re having a day where their best just isn’t that great, or their best doesn’t look like your best, you have to be okay with that.”
Any now whenever anyone in my life, either a friend or a client, frustrates me, disappoints me, or pisses me off, I just tell myself They are doing their best. Their best isn’t that great today, but I have days where my best isn’t that great either.
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Humans are parasitic and disgusting. You are all filthy fucking leeches sucking the life out of each other to fill the void in your empty souls. You are all worth nothing.
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I know that I will keep changing. This is my story. It will be a good one.