Monday, April 12, 2010

It's funny when people ask how I am and they already expect a "I'm fine" or something that isn't like "Oh, I resent the hell out of my family, I'm on anti-depressants, the person I'm in love with treats me like crap and he puts me through hell, I feel like shit every day and I don't feel like I have any reason to get out of bed in the morning because I feel incompetent in school." Is that really what they want to hear? No. But they ask anyways. I just wish people would stop asking me how I am because it's tiring always having to lie. And if you know my situation don't ask if 1) you don't know how you're gonna comfort me or you'll have nothing to say in return, 2) you're gonna tell me someone has it worse off than me. I get that, but I'm not them, or 3) you'll just bring me down even more. It seems like all I do is bitch and moan but really, I'm hurting really bad inside and no one else is gonna listen other than my blog and my therapist.

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