I am... a bit... fine, actually. Too fine. So much awfulness in my family, and everybody (especially my nan) is so upset about everything. But I don't care. Emotionally. I genuinely can't bring myself to give a rat's ass. Which I know is awful, but I don't feel awful about it either. I guess that's what a high daily dose of SSRI is for. I've never
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Like how I turned that rant about your self-involvement into various observations about ME? Lol, pwnd.
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HAHAHA. Me, me, me! Ily. I wanna come to LA plz. xxx
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I'm right there with you on the whole sympathy/empathy/going-through-the-motions thing and the whole being-happy-on-your-own malarkey. I've always been like that. So I guess if it makes you a selfish bitch then that makes two of us, eh? ;)
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If something bad happens to someone I 'care' about, I literally don't even KNOW what to say because I don't feel anything except 'shit, that really sucks'. So I'll say that, and er... that's about it. I can try to fabricate something, but it's a bit of an empty gesture.
It affects me for all of two seconds, when I first take in the 'thing', whatever it is. Then not anymore after that.
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Which is... not nice.
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It totally works both way though. I could whinge on forever and a day about my uncertain job situation, how hard it is affording things and how crap my health is but really... I don't expect anyone to give a fuck, because I wouldn't xD
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