Morning y’all.
It’s bright yet again and yet again, I want to vomit. I hate this town and it’s bipolar weather.
I hate the people here more than anything. I’ve always been a loner. I’ve never really had friends cause I’ve never been allowed but everyone here acts like they know me and has something ridiculous to say about me. Everyone has something against and Idk why when I’ve been the person that helped everyone in my path. I can’t go anywhere without getting looked at and whispered about when I actually do go outside.
This place is big but so small at the same time.
I want to run away! Argh!
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My Town is very similar. Judgmental pricks on their high horses just love to vomit their opinions on others.
Sister, i have seen your posts and to me you seem a lively soul. You’re the kind of person i would team up with and ‘paint the town red’.
Whenever i think of people like this (townies) i am reminded of the film ‘scent of a woman’ when Al Pacino makes his rousing speech at the end about ‘taking a flame thrower to this institution’
I’m not advocating burning your Town to a crisp, or hurting others. I just think that no one gets that feeling of being persecuted or suffering unwarranted injustice without living it for a while. (i have lived it all my life)
Also, i am a loner as well, always have been and it seems destined to be till my departure. But like i frequently post around here…..Fuck it.
With ya Sister.
You’re my kind of people. I catch that vibe with just your comment. It’s funny but on rare occasion, I can tell when I come across a person I could band together with. Thank you for a glimmer of hope that there are people like me and you still out there.
And I would burn this mother****** down to the ground. This town is an abomination. It is what it’s nickname stats… Mistake By The Lake aka Misery Bay.
I think maybe it is more important to be able to live with yourself, than to fit in.
E.g. if you were a German during WWII, it would be more important to do as little as possible for the Nazis, and as much as possible for those they persecuted, of course taking into account your own safety.
It’s not that relationships don’t matter, of course they do, but if you betray yourself, that will hurt you very deeply. At least that is my experience.
I really don’t give a crap about fitting in. What bothers me is the rumors that cause me everyday problems in my relationship and when I do have a job. It hurts to have to constantly argue about what’s being said about me. Everyone believes what they hear in this town. I don’t even know these people to begin with. I hate this place!