Brace yourself...
14: So, like many of us here at TH, shit happened to me. And it still continues to happen. And most of us are probably facing the same question of "Who to turn to?" Why, when our real life problems have become so bad that we seek online help from people we do not know? Do not get me wrong, this place is great so far and I look forward to being here for a long time, but shouldn't the people we know in real life already be there for us? I guess what seems so close is truly so far away...
I hope I finally found a place to pour my problem into. Many of you may agree that it's so hard to find that one person who you can confide into your problems, fears, secrets, or other... and I know this. It's hard pretending to be happy. But it's even harder to be yourself when you think it'd make everything worse around you. I always lived my life without complaining about the deep emotional things. I'm tired of no one listening when it's me who wants to talk. I've always been the one listening, been waiting for my turn. But I'm too scared to talk. So I continue to listen. Why am I afraid? I want them to hear me. I want people to care. I want to be pitied. I don't want to want to be pitied, but I do anyway. It makes me feel like at least I know that I care about myself.
All the time I hear, "Just tell me." and "I understand." When it's clear to me that you don't understand. You don't know what I'm feeling. Those are just empty words trying to make me feel better.... but they're not working. They're broken words. You can't fix a broken toy with a broken tool...
I hate being weak. I hate being easily led. I hate being walked and stomped all over. I want someone to hear me. To ask me what's wrong. To cry with me... and then, I may believe your "I understand's"....
\(u_u)/\(u_u)/\(u_u)/\(u_u)/
16: I've realised that the world hasn't changed much. I still feel the same way. I still wanna tell my "woe is me" stories.... is it okay if I can be a little sad? Is it okay if I ask to be pitied... just for a little while? Only a little pity I seek and that would give me enough strength to keep moving forward. To know that someone else cares....
During my relationship with my ex (we'll call him "P"), the first half of the year was an average okay one that I didn't mind. But, then P shown his true colors, and it wasn't just little arguments. It was full blown fights and screams. Many a times I've attempted a breakup, and everytime he has pulled the same "pity-me-cry-baby" card. A man had never looked so unmanly. And finally, 2 months after our 1 year anniversary, I couldn't take it anymore. After the night that he broke into my room and forced my shorts off, I punched him in the temples and attempted to shove him out the door. It was a good thing my sister and brother-in-law were there, or else he might have never left. I used to be that girl on the road to becoming the woman I had always wanted, and he ruined it for me. But now I'm better than ever! :D
About 3-4 months after our breakup, he goes out with my best friend. But, eh, I don't mind. She liked him anyway and we are still best friends Of course I'm not stupid enough to let a guy ruin my friendships XP But they broke up a couple weeks later. *shrug* So here I am, "enjoying" my single life..... woo~.... it's a parteh =_=
Now, before I continue this drab story, I'd like for you to meet Johnny :3.... "Who's Johnny?" Well, you see, Johnny is just a made up character that popped into my head one day while daydreaming in my room by my lonesome (ESCAPISTIC!!!). I won't bore you with his description, but he was my literal dream guy and for months he always stayed with me in my head. XDD He actually, seriously, became my imaginary boyfriend >_> So~ as the weeks went by, we had lots of adverntures together and I always daydreamed about him until finally, my intuition told me that he wasn't just a made up person. He was a real guy. And he was out there waiting for me >:3
So I decide to go on google for a dating site (Ahem~!). And I find an interesting page. I browse the profiles and what d'you know, there's this guy who looks EXACTLY like Johnny @_@. I'm not asking you to believe me, nor do I expect you to, but this is the truth. I have no reason to lie.
I'll stop here for now. Maybe if someone's interested enough, I'll finish the story...
:hugs:Wolf
14: So, like many of us here at TH, shit happened to me. And it still continues to happen. And most of us are probably facing the same question of "Who to turn to?" Why, when our real life problems have become so bad that we seek online help from people we do not know? Do not get me wrong, this place is great so far and I look forward to being here for a long time, but shouldn't the people we know in real life already be there for us? I guess what seems so close is truly so far away...
I hope I finally found a place to pour my problem into. Many of you may agree that it's so hard to find that one person who you can confide into your problems, fears, secrets, or other... and I know this. It's hard pretending to be happy. But it's even harder to be yourself when you think it'd make everything worse around you. I always lived my life without complaining about the deep emotional things. I'm tired of no one listening when it's me who wants to talk. I've always been the one listening, been waiting for my turn. But I'm too scared to talk. So I continue to listen. Why am I afraid? I want them to hear me. I want people to care. I want to be pitied. I don't want to want to be pitied, but I do anyway. It makes me feel like at least I know that I care about myself.
All the time I hear, "Just tell me." and "I understand." When it's clear to me that you don't understand. You don't know what I'm feeling. Those are just empty words trying to make me feel better.... but they're not working. They're broken words. You can't fix a broken toy with a broken tool...
I hate being weak. I hate being easily led. I hate being walked and stomped all over. I want someone to hear me. To ask me what's wrong. To cry with me... and then, I may believe your "I understand's"....
\(u_u)/\(u_u)/\(u_u)/\(u_u)/
16: I've realised that the world hasn't changed much. I still feel the same way. I still wanna tell my "woe is me" stories.... is it okay if I can be a little sad? Is it okay if I ask to be pitied... just for a little while? Only a little pity I seek and that would give me enough strength to keep moving forward. To know that someone else cares....
During my relationship with my ex (we'll call him "P"), the first half of the year was an average okay one that I didn't mind. But, then P shown his true colors, and it wasn't just little arguments. It was full blown fights and screams. Many a times I've attempted a breakup, and everytime he has pulled the same "pity-me-cry-baby" card. A man had never looked so unmanly. And finally, 2 months after our 1 year anniversary, I couldn't take it anymore. After the night that he broke into my room and forced my shorts off, I punched him in the temples and attempted to shove him out the door. It was a good thing my sister and brother-in-law were there, or else he might have never left. I used to be that girl on the road to becoming the woman I had always wanted, and he ruined it for me. But now I'm better than ever! :D
About 3-4 months after our breakup, he goes out with my best friend. But, eh, I don't mind. She liked him anyway and we are still best friends Of course I'm not stupid enough to let a guy ruin my friendships XP But they broke up a couple weeks later. *shrug* So here I am, "enjoying" my single life..... woo~.... it's a parteh =_=
Now, before I continue this drab story, I'd like for you to meet Johnny :3.... "Who's Johnny?" Well, you see, Johnny is just a made up character that popped into my head one day while daydreaming in my room by my lonesome (ESCAPISTIC!!!). I won't bore you with his description, but he was my literal dream guy and for months he always stayed with me in my head. XDD He actually, seriously, became my imaginary boyfriend >_> So~ as the weeks went by, we had lots of adverntures together and I always daydreamed about him until finally, my intuition told me that he wasn't just a made up person. He was a real guy. And he was out there waiting for me >:3
So I decide to go on google for a dating site (Ahem~!). And I find an interesting page. I browse the profiles and what d'you know, there's this guy who looks EXACTLY like Johnny @_@. I'm not asking you to believe me, nor do I expect you to, but this is the truth. I have no reason to lie.
I'll stop here for now. Maybe if someone's interested enough, I'll finish the story...
:hugs:Wolf
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[CENTER]"But who prays for the devil? Who in nineteen centuries had the human decency to pray for the sinner who needed it most?"
--Samuel Clemens[/CENTER]
[CENTER]"But who prays for the devil? Who in nineteen centuries had the human decency to pray for the sinner who needed it most?"
--Samuel Clemens[/CENTER]
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