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The reason I said I’m all right on my own is because I’d rather be alone because I chose to, instead of dealing with desperate attempt of socializing, only to receive rejection.

I feel like a puzzle piece that simply doesn’t fit.

I hate how they are all normal, being happy over happiness and being sad over sadness, and I am an emotional wreck instead. I hate worrying about things people don’t even remember. I hate how at some point they tell you they’ll stay and leave you the next day. I hate how I say how I feel only to get responses of confusion and mocks. I hate thinking how people would react when they found out. I hate revealing this secret to one person I thought I can trust only to find him saying that I don’t have that much of a serious problem. I hate how people making distance from me, excluding me from their community.

And please believe me when I say I know the theory. I know I have things I should be grateful for. I know I’m the one over-thinking and over-analyzing stuffs, making things harder than it is. I know I should try to involve. But they say friends are the family you chose, so why did no one choose me?