FourEyedPandora said:
Have you ever had a day where you just needed someone to talk to and you realize either:
a] You have no real friends.
b] You are fighting with your friends, and there's no one else to talk to.
I realized today that I have no real friends, at all. I mean, I'm close to my family, but I don't like talking to them about anything. I'm not really dating anyone either, so that's out of the question.
What about you?
I know exactly how this feels. I've been in this mode for several years now, even if I am in the so-called "good times" of life with college and all that. For me, it's all been a big joke on me that, as I am 5 weeks away from graduation, is a joke that is soon to likely turn into a nightmare.
Thing is... i've got alot of issues and things i'd want to talk about, and that's probably part of the problem. Anyone who has been there as a friend ends up getting overwhelmed by the sheer amount of stuff that I need to get off my chest. Imagine trying to get ~7-8 years worth of stuff that's been eating at you for years off your chest, or rather being the person who has to hear all that? That person changes from being a friend to being a shrink that isnt getting paid for it. Then they sorta stop being your friend afterwards, and eventually might have an outburst saying you are too "messed up/depressing" to spend time with.
I'm sorta resigned to living with an ever-increasing multitude of personal nightmares that just will not go away. I make friends who, after being a true friend for a time, end up becoming people who just listen to a never-ending session of thoughts, reflections, and troubles. After those people stop listening, I have to find someone else because then I am all alone once again. That's where i'm at right now. The few *sorta* friends I had who were willing to tolerate me were all fellow WoW players, and I quit WoW last month after years of game-related frustrations. I got all those people's e-mails, but... they don't respond even to friendly messages, much less introspection.
I have a loving and supporting family. On the surface at least. In reality, both of my parents, who are still married after 24 years by the way, have plenty of issues on their own and are far too caught up with their personal work to make any real difference. They "say" that they are open to talking about stuff, but everytime I do they just don't seem to understand or they jump to a conclusion well before I have finished saying what it is that I was going to talk about. They also adopted my cousin from an abusive home, and that has brought plenty of new issues with it that have only made things worse. My parents are good people, but they just have too many of their own personal issues to really be able to spare some of their already overstretched mental resources. In other words, they are there for me, but totally useless for emotional support.
Sorry about that post. But... that's just something that I needed to say. I guess that's a cry for help, maybe.
P.S. It's just heavy right now. I will always survive, and thrive, despite what happens. My personal nature is stubborn like that. But "existing" is not the same thing as "living".