why is self-hatred such a tiresome cycle
step one: feel bad for being lonely
step two: talk/think about feeling lonely
step three: realize that ur being a manipulative piece of impala dung when you mention this to other people
step four: realize that ur loneliness legitimately IS your fault, otherwise you would be a desirable person to talk to or think about. like, people dont just consciously forget you, you just arent trying hard enough
step five: withdraw from social contact
step six: repeat until tired; cry a bit; go to sleep
and, you see folks, its a dumb cycle because ultimately nothing you can tell me will make me feel better.
telling me that “its ok” wont help, because WHAT exactly is ok? that i feel lonely and terrible?
you can say “oh you shouldnt say that” because i am willing to be the only reason youd tell me that is specifically because YOU dont want to hear that i feel bad. that or your telling me that im making this all up. which could very well be the case, but it certainly doesnt fix anything??
maybe there was no reason to say this though. i obviously want the attention. as ive become not only self-hating but self-obsessed and the only way for me to feel good about myself is to write something melodramatic and pathetic and see if anyone takes the bait.
yet this attention will eventually work against me, as ill convince my self it is false (which it is probably, as it was prompted by me specifically so i would feel better) and then ill hate myself for being manipulative (as outlined above)
its even stupider because come morning, ill feel incredibly embarrassed because a) ive literally just outlined my entire thought process for why i suck and its extremely personal and b) i might or might not get a reaction from it, and either outcomes are unwanted, honestly.
this is a ramble i dont share personally with those who know me because it is WAY less confrontational, and if there is anything i am, it is non-confrontational.
i think the real question is is what do i want/need to change? do i really need to be included more by my friends or is my brain making me think this just so i can demand attention from people? because demanding attention is straight up annoying, everybody knows (and that is NOT a passive aggressive statement, literally everybody finds people who seek a lot of attention annoying, which, is not to say it is a bad thing, seeking attention, its just what people get peeved about because they too want attention, they just dont want to work to get it, which is my dilemma, honestly).
at present (i had a half-hour break between writing the first enumerated steps part and now), i feel both less and more lonely. i feel less cripplingly sad but more concerned about whether anybody cares? will the people this post is directed towards see it? will they think less of me because of it?? will they think i am personally attacking them?
in fact, the reason i even started feeling lonely (which is simplifying it WAY down) is because i didnt get invited to a party. honestly, im an introvert and parties take A LOT of energy, especially when you are me and are constantly competing for attention between people who are much more innately interesting and more fun then you. not a serious situation by any means, but hey, we’re here now.
i guess now i have to address how the reader of this vent post will feel after this. Yes, not im talking directly to YOU about YOU (you being a generalization of anyone who will bother to read this, which is likely nobody). previously most of the yous were me talking about myself (though im positive youve picked up on that by now). You are probably feeling hurt by this. “how can my friend feel this way?!” or “god, they always complain about this!!” could be what you are thinking. and yeah - i ALWAYS complain about this. literally, i do (seriously not being passive aggressive here - i talk/think about this a lot). but as the writer of this and your friend, i want you to know that it really doesnt matter if this makes you feel bad. it doesnt. because what will the outcome be?? your upset that im upset, awesome display of empathy there, pal, but is this is going to be a distant part of both our memories come next week, when you see my face and realize im doing fine (whether i really am is all down to the trajectory of the sun and the moon and whatever).
so, the take away from all this?? im complaining about a problem that is, from my current point of view, unsolvable. its not even a big deal, right? im alive arent i? ive got food in my stomach and education and those lovely 1st world amenities and whatnot.
im cranky. whatever. goodnight.