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i've never been the kind of person to talk about my feelings when i'm upset. blog about them, sure, but actual communication, not so much. i think i could've been a talker, maybe, but too much has happened to get in the way of that. people always disappoint you, so it's better not to give them the chance to try.
friends are variable, but family's the best when they're there for the good bits. they only make the hard bits harder. so when i say i don't want to talk about it until i've figured it out in my head, enough to make light of it and laugh at myself, you should listen. don't tell me you really want to hear it, and you want me to talk about it, and then turn around and bitch about how i shouldn't be bitching about my circumstances.
whatever. i'm over it. this has happened enough that i'm not even surprised. i should be over it. if i say it enough times, it'll be true.
friends are variable, but family's the best when they're there for the good bits. they only make the hard bits harder. so when i say i don't want to talk about it until i've figured it out in my head, enough to make light of it and laugh at myself, you should listen. don't tell me you really want to hear it, and you want me to talk about it, and then turn around and bitch about how i shouldn't be bitching about my circumstances.
whatever. i'm over it. this has happened enough that i'm not even surprised. i should be over it. if i say it enough times, it'll be true.