498) Thought dump: 7/9/20
I think I am slipping back into a depressive state. There was a time a while back where I thought this was happening, but I think it’s happening again.
I feel so... unmotivated, but frustrated at the fact that I am not doing anything. I haven’t kept up with my 365 photo project as well as I had been since before the protests. The dishes are left out for whole weeks. I leave the laundry to air dry from weekend to weekend and don’t even bother trying to put them up. I want to put in job applications, but that doesn’t happen either.
The whole Gemini thing is still in my head. I saw her the other day when I was driving, and while I thought I had been okay, I just felt sadness and anger. I’m upset with that whole situation not only cause of what she’d done, but because I believe the thing with her only happened as a product of the quarantine. In normal times I wouldn’t have had a chance, so I just feel, unwanted, pathetic.Â
Haven’t heard from Tesla in forever. That’s something that has bothered me more as of recently. She followed me back on Twitter, not that social media is an indicator of the health of a friendship, but she did. Although I had her muted because I would see tweets from time to time pop up, and I didn’t want to be reminded of her while we still hadn’t figured things out between us. A few weeks back I asked if she’d want to pick me up from the mechanic while I had work done on my car, since she lived close, but I didn’t get a response. Every few days I will go through her tweets to see if she’s said anything that could remotely be about me; it’s kind of obsessive in a way, probably not in a healthy way. I think this one is because it’s a loose end. From this, I suppose I just want a mended friendship.
Dating apps aren’t helping much either. Some other friends have an easy time getting matches, and having conversations on there. But it’s a struggle for me, I don’t think people find me attractive. For others, going on those apps has a somewhat real expectation of being able to meet someone, but it’s just a shot in the dark for me. I don’t have much choice, and at times I am letting too attached to a face on a screen, not healthy either. For anyone that gives me the time of day, I clutch onto that feeling, it is nice knowing that you are wanted.
Seems like the running theme for all these is a lack of attention. Loneliness is one of my biggest fears, normally I get get away from that feeling by travelling and just doing things, but the pandemic doesn’t help. And it’s too hot be outside and get away from my phone and the internet. It feels like I don’t matter; I’m not wanted. And that discourages my motivation, because what’s the point in taking care of myself if there isn’t any payoff?
I think I am an extrovert as a defense mechanism for being terrified of ending up alone.