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September 4, 2017: I know that I don't normally or ever blog twice in one day. However, today is different. Today is... totally different. I have recently come across a site for those who suffer PTSD where everyone can talk to each other and post in the forums about issues. My current thoughts: I hate people.
Now, let me be more clear. Yes, I have a couple of friends who I talk to regularly. I have a few other friends who I don't talk to as often. However, beyond those people, I don't like everyone else. I would rather stay far away from people. Today's lunch for example. I would have been way happier and secure feeling, eating alone. My love life (or lack thereof), I've had several guys ask me out on a date. I turned all of them down. I don't feel comfortable around anyone or on a date with anyone. My agoraphobia gets worse every day. I am always aware of my closest escape route. I have to be nice to people. Why should I be nice to anyone? They aren't nice to me. Just today I had a woman who asked where toothpaste was at and before I could respond, she smarted off "or do I have to go to the other side of the store?" Even the woman who was with her said that was rude.
I'm just sick of men who are told no I don't want to kiss, no I don't want to hold hands, and forcing themselves upon me. Did you hear me? Are you daft? Are you slow learning? Or are you just plain rude and only care about yourself? I was told today that basically I have to much going on in my life. Maybe I do. Maybe I did that because I have to many life horror films playing in my mind everyday that I need a distraction from them. I need a relief from my past. Yet, I don't trust people enough to be around them and to open up. People stab you in the back. They say I love you, but really they don't care about you at all. If they did, they wouldn't cheat on you, they wouldn't physically harm you.
I try to be nicer to people at work, and I try to greet everyone I pass, but when they ignore you, give you dirty looks of disgust, or are just straight up rude, it makes it that much harder to be nice to the next person.
Why am I still single? Well let's look at my past and the way people treat me.
This is my blog. This is my voice.
HEAR ME ROAR
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