Hey guys! There's a lot of things I need to get off
my chest, but I don't have anyone to talk to about
it. I don't think anyone will see this, and I'm
going to put the text in transparent for anyone
that doesn't want to read it. I just really need
to get it down somewhere.
I am so tired of feeling so lonely and useless. I'm absolutely sick of it. Nearly every good friendship I've had has been screwed up in some way. I moved to a new state in second grade and lost all my friends. The best friend I ever had (third and fourth grade) moved across the country and we lost touch. After fifth grade, I switched schools, losing some good friends in the process. A really good friend of mine suddenly got distant and found a new group of friends and quit talking to me. The same year, I had a really awkward friendship with a person that put a lot of pressure on me. I made two friends (twins) that year that are the sweetest people on the planet that I am still friends with to this day. However, they are so sheltered, that I can't talk to them about anything. By the end of seventh grade I'd developed severe anxiety, OCD, been to therapy, and also been diagnosed with Celiac disease. Eighth grade was fine I guess because I read HP for the first time, but I barely talked to anyone. High school would be better, I said. Ha, what a joke.
The girl I considered to be my "best friend" from seventh grade through high school was the complete opposite of me. I honestly have no idea how we became friends in the first place, but I could never be myself around her. She was an extrovert. And a HUGE extrovert. She had loads of friends whereas a lot of the time, she was my only friend at school. Countless times I would be talking to her and she'd cut me off and start talking to someone else. Eventually, I learned to just not have serious conversations with her, or give up when she interrupted me. She always told me I was her "best friend." She would confide in me about things that she didn't tell anyone else, but I NEVER could do the same. I never felt comfortable telling her anything. I made that mistake too many times. There was a secret I had told her that she managed to keep for a little while before she completely spilled it in front of one of HER friends and didn't even understand why what she did was wrong. She belittled me and poked fun at my faith. We don't talk anymore. After graduation, neither of us ever said a word to each other. We'd drifted apart for junior and senior year, but now we had cut contact completely. There were good times I had with her, too, but it was yet another friendship that failed.
In my senior year, I joined theater (I had quit early freshman year because of sever anxiety) and made some friends there, two of whom I still consider good friends. One of those two is such a wonderful person, but she is so easily distracted and although we've had some good conversations, we don't see each other much these days (not just because of quarantine) and she has other friends that she's super close with, and I just feel out of place. That's how a lot of my relationships are. There are some people I consider friends, but I don't know if I have the right to consider them friends, if that makes any sense. They already have their own friend groups, and I feel like I'm intruding, even if that's not reality. Do they consider me a friend, or just "some girl they know." How can I know without coming off like a desperate and pathetic idiot?
I'm hopeless. I said at the end of high school that college would be different, but as soon as I stepped foot on that campus, I knew that was a stupid thing to believe. Every time I walk past a club table, even one that looks interesting, I hold my breath and try not to make eye contact. I've even stood at a distance trying to hype myself up to go and simply ASK about what they do. I can't even do that. I sit in the back of classes, usually no one sits next to me. Somehow, even with everyone coming from different schools, cities, states, and even countries, they still already seem to all know each other. Talk to each other. Have conversations with each other. Something that I long to be able to do, and they make it look so easy. Me? I can't even say hi without having a panic attack about whether I sounded friendly or not. Whenever someone talks to me, everything in my brain goes out the window. I stumble over my words and talk either too slow or too fast, and come off sounding like a complete idiot. I make a fool out of myself and my nervousness shows. When I'm embarrassed I turn red and my cheeks burn, and if its really bad (a presentation) I will actually start to shake. After something embarrassing or even any social interaction, I wonder about it for hours afterwards. I could have done this, or said this, or I shouldn't have said that. There's no way they would like someone like me.
Even online I can't seem to keep friends. I try to be friendly, outgoing, and kind online. When someone says something that hurts my feelings or makes me feel bad, I don't say anything just to keep the peace. But the pressure of online communication is immense. You make ONE mistake, or even if people misinterpret something you said when you had no ill intention, you're out. Even if they say everything's fine, it doesn't feel fine.
I feel out of place no matter where I go. School is like a minefield. I rarely leave the house unless I absolutely have to, and I hate myself for it. My family are the ones I can be myself around, but sometimes even around them, I feel out of place. I. Don't. Fit. In. Anywhere. And I don't even have anyone to talk to about it. There are so many other people struggling with things more important than this, and it makes me feel stupid for feeling this way. But I don't want to feel like this anymore!! I just don't see myself being able to change.
Is one good friend too much to ask for? Just one person that I can trust no matter what? Apparently so.
I'm a person that acts like I don't need a lot of encouragement or praise, and I used to think I didn't care what people thought about me. I realize now that I do care. I do need encouragement. I do need friends. And sometimes, I want to be the one that can vent instead of always being vented to.















