We do for others because we don't know how to do for ourselves. We do for others because we feel it is the only way to make up for the damage we feel our craziness is doing to society. We do for others because it makes us feel good when nothing else in the whole world does, not even pills. We stay quiet and sit in the corner because others seem so much more needy. We require so little, you and I. A fact which does not sit well with others who would label us as too much to handle. When in truth, all those such as us really need is a bit of understanding, a bit of reciprocation, maybe a touch on the cheek once in a while and a sly wink. The rest of the world is needy. I'd rather be crazy. ~~Aimee

Tuesday, 27 September 2011

Fraudulent Friendlies

Pet peeves. I have many. My biggest? Fakeness. Pretense. Specifically pretending to be interested and/or concerned about my well being when in reality you're not. I am not as stupid as I pretend to be. I see more than people realize. Call it a gift. A sixth sense. Whatever, but I'm not stupid. I don't understand why people do this. It makes no sense to me. If you want something from me, then just say that. Don't pretend to be my friend. Don't pretend to be concerned about me when you're not. Just be honest. Truthful Say what you want but don't act like you care for me when we both know you don't. 

Fucktarded people! Everything is just getting on my nerves lately. Little things that I usually could over look seem inflated a thousand times over. I just want to run. Far. Run. I want to be ok. Now. Not a year from now. Not two years from now, but NOW. I'm ready to LIVE not just SURVIVE but I can't. I'm still in survival mode. I can't come out of it. Not now. If I did then I would lose everything. I'm still not out. I still have a long way to go before I'm out, but I'm ready to be out NOW. I want out NOW.


Kristy said...

I hate pretense also. I have no friends around where I live as I don't trust and get burnt.

Sapphire Dragonflies said...

I think this is an unfortunate, and common, scenario for many of us. I can count on one hand the number of people I'd call friend. Everyone else is just someone I know.

Just so you know...if you need me just shout. I'm in hiding at the moment with the exception of comments on facebook. I guess I'm craving that safety that I know only I can provide me with? Make sense?

Anywho...love and hugs...


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