Slaved Away for Something Better
Sometimes, in the face of an honest output of emotion, I feel emotionally stunted. How do I console a friend? Do I say what I think, honestly, even if it will hurt them more, when I know it usually does? Do I hug them, even if it's unnatural and forced because I only hug certain people and then only at certain times? Do I try to commiserate even when I've absolutely no experience with these things? Sometimes, I wish I could be that person that could cry and love and wear their heart on their sleeve. I've no personal experience with being hurt, so I don't know why I don't express myself and how I feel. Sometimes, do I even feel things everyone else does? GRRR. AHHH.
AHHH... EMO. I don't know what to do for you. I don't know how you feel. Everything I think is the opposite of what you feel. I can't do this.
AHHHH... ROOMMATES. Brilliant people, but I. JUST. CAN'T. DO. IT. I can't be your best friend. I can't be your sister. I can't. I can't. I can't.
Enough of this emo whinging. Sorry I even wrote this, but I feel better.
AHHH... EMO. I don't know what to do for you. I don't know how you feel. Everything I think is the opposite of what you feel. I can't do this.
AHHHH... ROOMMATES. Brilliant people, but I. JUST. CAN'T. DO. IT. I can't be your best friend. I can't be your sister. I can't. I can't. I can't.
Enough of this emo whinging. Sorry I even wrote this, but I feel better.