TW//depressoespresso
This has already been an absolutely terrible year.
I dont like people, and people dont like me. I'm okay with that.
Ive been told I can make a room feel colder than it is.
Ill never forget that one time in 8th grade when CJ stood up and asked for a new seat because I scared him.
Everytime I think about that it reminds me how much I hate my irls.
It takes the smallest things to set me off these days. Maybe its because I'm off my meds. I'm not sure. I'm pretty sure my friends think I'm overreacting, and I probably am.
I have 2 irl friends, dont know how many are online.
The one thing that all of them have in common are that I doubt them.
Dont get me wrong I think they're all swag but do they really care?
When I'm in a good mental place I always allow myself to hope.
Stupid hope, it seems I never learn my lesson.
My avoidant attachment disorder wont ever go away.
Its always gonna be there affecting every friendship and relationship I make.
REGARDLESS
CHICKEN BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
the call has been sounded.
