I could go into further detail… but what’s the point? Sometimes when people vent their stories and their pain it just seems like one big pissing contest… Or maybe I’ve just forgotten how to use compassion. Either way, I’m done. People are mean, and when they’re not mean, they die. Everyone I ever thought was special or important has left me, so what’s the point? I don’t even know who or what I am anymore, my head feels hollow. I wish there was something left to cling to, but there just isn’t, it’s all used up. Gone.
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Therapy kind of helps me. I really recommend it for anyone going through a difficult time because sometimes it’s impossible to cope on our own. And yeah, most people are greedy selfish A-holes. You gotta know the secret hangouts of the nice people. The library always has nice people in my opinion. I’ve met some friends there and recommend it! : )
yeah somtimes it sounds like a pissing contest, or someone thinks their pain is worse than anyone elses’
Yet I still read what people take the time to write. Some write so well and convey exactly what the issue is without going into the next great novel mode.
Write your pain out, pain shared is pain half felt.
I don’t think most people are mean at all. I think everyone is a mixture. Take Bill Gates for example. Sure he’s a millionaire tycoon. But he still gives loads of money to charity. People are complex, it ain’t all black and white. If you have a little faith, people surprise you.
Try to cling on your childhood memories, it could help you to remember who you were and who you are.
That’s exactly why I don’t like to throw my life story out. I feel like people would just think I’m trying to get attention or pity when in reality, I’m just trying to find someone who understands and feels the same as me. There are some people who try to write their story like it’s the saddest thing in the world, but if that’s what makes them feel better and keeps them going another day, so be it.