haha wow look it’s pathetic me using a stupid au story thing I wrote to vent about how I don’t feel like I have a purpose y a y
but honestly let’s get real here
I’m so utterly disconnected from reality at this point it comes as no surprise. I use fictional worlds and characters as escapism from the real world because I feel I don’t belong. I’m an annoying attention seeker who constantly wants to feel validated when in reality, nobody cares about anything I do or say. The art I spend so long on? A simple distant “yeah, that looks nice.” The short story I literally spent two weeks writing? Only one of my real life friends could actually be bothered to read it. one. I feel disgusted at myself for being annoyed about this, they shouldn’t have to care, it’s not their problem. Then instead when I can’t get praise in the real world I turn to the internet and go seek attention there instead.
I remembered when I would always go on rants to people about “how much I hate attention seekers” when in reality, I’ve been one the entire time. Hell, this entire post just drips with attention seeking vibes, but I really just needed to get this off my chest.
On top of this all, I’m thrust head first into a world where I’m constantly being forced into roles I don’t fit, and even if I repeatedly mess up the most simple of tasks, people expect me to make it in life. Constantly being expected to be perfect and never make a single mistake. Expected to enjoy every single thing I do, when I reality, I just end up feeling empty and alone.
I know people care about me, I know people love me, but why don’t I feel that way?