Jul 16, 2012 12:41
Days like today, I realize that I kind of really dislike people.
I was going to write 'hate', but that's too strong. I don't really hate people. I just get really tired of their crap sometimes.
I really dislike being the only one who apparently has any responsibility whatsoever in maintaining friendships. As such, I have decided to just stop. I'm not dealing with it anymore. People that have decided that they only have time for me when they want to, and otherwise no, but I'll be the one expending all the effort? No. I'm done here.
What really sucks is that these are people I actually, genuinely care about... but their actions - or, I suppose, lack of actions - hurt me. I don't really need more hurt, wouldn't you agree? So I'm done. Not trying anymore. I'll be polite on those very rare occasions in which they feel a need to contact me. If they call me on my silence, I'll be polite but blunt: I don't have time for people who don't have time for me. And that's that.
I'm also really sick of going on Facebook and seeing people bitching out others about religion, politics, sexual orientation, whatever. Or else - well, what it really comes down to is, I'm sick of people being douchebags to each other. Really sick of it. I'd deactivate my Facebook entirely if I could still access my MoW account without it, but I can't. So Facebook stays up. And if I had any sort of self-control whatsoever, I'd stop myself from reading my feed and seeing the douchebaggery... but let's face it, I don't. I'm some sort of emotional masochist or something. Can't stop myself. I don't think I get off on the pain, but who knows? Wouldn't that sort of explain, I don't know, MY ENTIRE FREAKING LIFE up to this point?
It wouldn't be so bad if I made friends really easily. But I don't, and therefore each one is precious to me, and sucks even more when I lose them.
misanthropic,
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angst,
my friends suck balls,
rant