Do you ever wake up to one of those mornings where everything is blurry? Numb? And dragging?
The overwhelming intensity of sadness just drowns you into sorrow, regret, anger then self pity?
I tremble when I’m mad. I tremble when I’m sad. But never one acknowledgment.
But no matter how I feel, life is still moving. Leaving me behind to suffer alone. In silence. Where the grass is dried and brown.
Life will never remember you.
Gum stuck to the bottom of the table at a pizza palor has more significance then the poor fat girl in a bright neon bubble suit.
At the end of the day…. everyone pretends to care, pretends to “be there”. when it all comes down to it, the person crying will not be seen. The attention will turns toward the direction of the over exaggerated bubbly, positive, conceded, vain, egotistic and selfish one.
No one ever see the poor little girl, crying in the bathroom, asking “God” for help, seeking to the moon for hope, wishing on the stars for a breath of fresh air.
No one will ever see…
That’s why when I wake up to a beautiful sunshine…
everything is dead.
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If I conducted an experiment by putting up two posts in as many weeks, one with a photograph of an attractive teen, the other an unattractive obese middle aged woman with a helium tank but both pleading for someone to talk to; which do you suspect would receive the most comments?
Stay alive long enough to stand by your principles and show the world for what it is if nothing else. Your not the only one.
Not everyone is like that. If you approached me, I wouldn’t ignore you. Would probably buy you a drink. But you have to have the confidence to take a lot of rejection along the way.
Weak people follow the herd. Weak people can’t stand alone and rely on others for self-worth. They think that it will improve their lives. If you acknowledge that then seeking acceptance would make you the same. Nothing is for free in this world but what price are you willing to pay.
Poor self-image needlessly causes so many issues. Time and time again, there have been so many girls that have posted on SP who have been driven to suicidal thoughts due to their immense dislike of their own physical appearance … only when they have actually posted a photo of themselves here, it’s turned out that the girl that sees herself in the mirror looks nothing like her photo.
This sort of thinking is akin to sabotaging oneself. I know it’s hard to get past, especially if people have made comments either to you or about you at some point. Being (barely) married to someone that is (a) a fuller figured woman, (b) still physically attractive but (c) has such a poor self-image that she will not even let her own husband of 14 years see her naked, you just have to throw poor self-image completely out the window. It’s not justified, and has the potential to ruin any relationships you might have in the future.
Having said all of the above, you shouldn’t need the company of a man (or a woman, if that’s your thing) to feel complete. You should embrace the opportunity to be a free agent. This is something I never did, and was one of the reasons why I ended up in an awful state a while back.
All the best.