Oh hey breathing more life into this place again

Feb 17, 2012 11:26

Slowly but surely.  :/


Awkward roles you’ve played (not very proud of):

The passive aggressive bitch

The gossip

The doormat

The jealous girlfriend

The apathetic friend

The incredibly jealous friend

The needy friend

The depressed person who makes the entire mood miserable

The stupid/gullible person

Take one of these and create a How-To Guide for it.

Hey, everyone.  Tired of feeling good about yourself?  That pesky confidence just getting in your way all the time, letting you seize opportunities and be an overall fun person to be around?  Yeah, so was I.  But after you become a doormat for people, you don’t need to worry about that stupid self-esteem any more; you won’t have any!  If you follow these steps, you’ll be on the fast track to sitting by yourself, slowly struggling to find any redeeming qualities.  Doesn’t that sound great?  Well then.  Let’s begin!

First, if you’re in a relationship of any kind: a friendship, a partnership, or even a romantic relationship, the key is to let the other person do whatever they want.  Your friend calls your house at two AM to bitch you out for something you didn’t do, getting you in trouble with your parents?  Weakly tell them that it’s not supposed to happen, then await the same angry call later that night.  And if they tell you that you’re ugly, you’re a hypocrite, you’re fat, you’re stupid, and nobody will ever like you?  Well then, it’s a damn good thing you have such a good close friend.  They know you well, so they’re obviously right.  Take a good, long look into the mirror and think about what they said.  Really think about it.  Yeah, you do feel disgusting, and there’s nothing you can do about it.  You’ll never be beautiful - you’ve got psoriasis on your forehead, your arms, your legs, your stomach.  You have a bigger bone structure - cute clothes?  You’ve been shopping at your mom’s stores for years.  Nevermind you could eat a little healthier, or look for a store that sells nice clothes to plus-sized women.  Nope.  Baggy t-shirts and thunder-thigh-hugging jeans for you.  Hate your hair?  What’s the point in spending money on a shampoo that’s a couple extra dollars?  Just throw it into a ponytail and go on with your life.

nonfiction, class

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