I feel so selfish for wanting "proof" of friendship. I know they're my friends, my closest and who I care about most. They're all such incredible artists... Yet I feel hurt knowing they they draw other oc's of their friends together but never mine... My mind fights me saying they don't care about me but I know they do ... There's just no "proof"
I married young and I loved my partner as deeply as I think I could have at the time, but I've grown up a lot and come to realize that I'm not really getting much out of the relationship.
They're a great person, and I don't want to hurt them, but I'm trapped and unhappy and feeling extremely guilty for feeling this way, because it's not like they're abusive or anything, I just can't figure out how to flip the switch in my brain to make me like them again.
I feel like I'm a better friend to most of my friends than they are to me. I often want to hang out and do things and talk but they all seem so busy and don't want to do this as much as I do. I'm trying to make new friends who will want the same level of interaction as I do. It still makes me feel lonely and sad though.
You know those stereotypical villains you see on TV? The rich, sophisticated, whisky-loving, fashion-conscious, condescending, working mother? I thought those only existed on TV and the movies. Never thought I'd encounter an actual villain with this exact description in real life. Let's just name her "mommy dearest" or MD for short.
MD happens to be the mother of my daughter's ex. I never met her, and neither has she met my daughter. Yet she had the gall to tell her son that our family was a "bad family" and that my daughter shouldn't be with her son anymore, even...You know those stereotypical villains you see on TV? The rich, sophisticated, whisky-loving, fashion-conscious, condescending, working mother? I thought those only existed on TV and the movies. Never thought I'd encounter an actual villain with this exact description in real life. Let's just name her "mommy dearest" or MD for short.
MD happens to be the mother of my daughter's ex. I never met her, and neither has she met my daughter. Yet she had the gall to tell her son that our family was a "bad family" and that my daughter shouldn't be with her son anymore, even as a friend. This was a month ago.
My daughter was devastated, and so was her son. So much so that both of them had to skip school the day after the breakup. Before the forcing of the breakup, my daughter and her ex actually had a nice relationship. I could tell that they both loved each other so much. This was actually the healthiest relationship my daughter has been in. Only to be taken away by the boy's mom. Oh, and did I mention that they're part of a prominent clan? Makes you wanna eat the rich!
It pains me to see my daughter cry a lot and be in a lot of pain. She even attempted to end her life when the breakup happened. Just when she thought she was happy, in comes the boy's mom, who just sweeps the joy away.
There's only so much I can do as her mom. Aside from prayers and being there for her, we decided to put her on therapy. I just hope she forgets this ever happened, like what they did on "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind." Because it surely is traumatic for a 15-year-old girl to be unfairly judged by a pathetic middle-aged lass who hasn't even met her.
Thanks, mommy dearest. Because of your actions, my daughter's self-esteem is at an all-time low. And because of your prejudice and unreasonable hatred towards her and our family, she has lost all faith in humanity at a tender young age of 15.
My daughter has lost her spark and her smile. She finds it hard to get up in the morning, because she doesn't have "a reason anymore." As much as I try to make her happy, all I can do is comfort her and give her the tightest hugs. I wish someone can make her laugh again soon.
If you're reading this and believe in God or a higher power, please pray for my daughter. Thanks for reading
My bf always turns his nose up at those 2 minute microwave rice packs, and eats the bare minimum, and I have to put leftovers in the fridge, but they are so convenient for a quick side dish if you need one, so today I dumped it into a bowl instead of just scooping it out of the bag, and he loved it! He ate it all up.
Last year, I've been praying and hoping to have someone new in my life . A year later, you were new, and we met each other. Not as "more than friends", but a friendship that felt weirdly deep. Now, I never expected to feel this way towards you. Whenever I'm with you, I feel so comfortable and I feel like myself. We talk a lot and we enjoy each other's company the most in our class. When we're together, I feel as if we're good friends that met not too long ago. But when we're out there on our own,...Last year, I've been praying and hoping to have someone new in my life . A year later, you were new, and we met each other. Not as "more than friends", but a friendship that felt weirdly deep. Now, I never expected to feel this way towards you. Whenever I'm with you, I feel so comfortable and I feel like myself. We talk a lot and we enjoy each other's company the most in our class. When we're together, I feel as if we're good friends that met not too long ago. But when we're out there on our own, I can't help but think of you and look for you in every corner of the school. I don't know what I'm feeling, is this weird? Because I feel so confused.
I’m in love with my bestfriend. I like him so SO much, and it sucks because he really likes one of my girlfriends and the feeling is mutual. It feels so shitty. It’s funny because the l day I was going to tell my girlfriend that I liked him, she beat me to it and told me first, and I always wonder what would have happened if I had told her first. But I never got to say my part because I could never do that to a friend. And it sucks because we’re all such close friends and I...I’m in love with my bestfriend. I like him so SO much, and it sucks because he really likes one of my girlfriends and the feeling is mutual. It feels so shitty. It’s funny because the l day I was going to tell my girlfriend that I liked him, she beat me to it and told me first, and I always wonder what would have happened if I had told her first. But I never got to say my part because I could never do that to a friend. And it sucks because we’re all such close friends and I see them practically everyday. It’s sucks to see them so close and so intimate. And what’s funny is that they’re not even technically in a “relationship”, it’s more of a situationship. It makes me so sad because I keep thinking of the what ifs. It’s been over a year and my feelings haven’t changed and it sucks not being able to tell someone because the only people I can tell are the ones I have to hide it from. Sometimes I think, what if I just say it, but I know I can’t because it would ruin everything and as much as I’m dying to tell him I would never want to lose him as my friend. It makes me want to cry. I genuinely want to move on, because I’m happy for them, but I’ve tried so hard and I just can’t. it would be easier to get over him if they actually just got together but because they don’t I have this odd hope that maybe it could be something in the future and I know it’s stupid but idk what to do. I hate it so much. I have never liked a guy this much and it just sucks that this is how it has to be.
My partner is transitioning and I’m happy for them but I miss how they used to look. They’re so much happier but I feel resentful even though I know that’s not fair. I love them so much but I’m scared and I don’t know what to do.
I'm constantly on edge. I am always afraid that if I allow myself to be happy, to think about something unfamiliar, something bad will immediately happen. The universe will punish me. Even now, as I am writing this text, I am afraid that something bad will happen because of this. I don't know how to control it or what to do about it. I don't know what to do and it's interfering with my life. I'm just scared.
This honestly makes me feel kinda dumb because most of it is my fault and yet I still always feel sad about it at random times and I just want to talk about it to someone. Earlier this year, I was actually quite excited about my birthday as it would be my first one after meeting my best and closest friends. Now that being said, it was probably one of my worst birthdays yet. They had all forgotten. Just a few days prior I had told one of them of when my birthday was too and he had no clue....This honestly makes me feel kinda dumb because most of it is my fault and yet I still always feel sad about it at random times and I just want to talk about it to someone. Earlier this year, I was actually quite excited about my birthday as it would be my first one after meeting my best and closest friends. Now that being said, it was probably one of my worst birthdays yet. They had all forgotten. Just a few days prior I had told one of them of when my birthday was too and he had no clue. I had spoken to another one of my close friends on the day of birthday as he was getting ready to go to a party of some sort for school with some of my other close friends. I think what hit me was that during the call he had mentioned that it was someone else's birthday (I know her however I'm not exactly friends with her like he was). He wasn't that close to her. I could've easily told him "yeah it's my birthday too" and literally everything would have been fine but instead I kept my mouth shut and just said "oh cool" or something like that. Next, probably one of my closest friends. She usually writes everyone's birthdays down and I could have sworn that she wrote mine down last year when she had asked me but I could very well be mistaken. She didn't know either. It's dumb but I lowkey waited all day for her to message me a happy birthday because out of everyone, I was almost certain that she would have remembered. I waited even past the time I knew her phone would have shut off due to her strict parents but I decided that hey maybe she just had her phone taken from her. No. A few weeks later I went to the first friend I mentioned's house for his birthday along with the rest of my close friends. It was then that I had found out for sure that she had no clue. I could have told the truth. I had multiple opportunities especially as for the friend whose house we were at, when I gave him his gift, he wanted to know my birthday. I lied and said I didn't tell him when it was so he wouldn't buy me anything. I just don't want any of my friends to feel bad that they missed my birthday but at the same time I spent the whole day crying and turned to some unhealthy coping habits that no one knows. Every so often, I wonder if they'll remember next year. They might. But what if they don't? I dont exactly enjoy spending my birthday crying in my room and acting like nothing happened when my family sees me. I don't expect anyone to have read this morning for any of to have made much sense. I really just wanted to get this out of my system. If you did read it, I apologize if it doesn't make much sense as I really just rambled the whole time and never proof read it
-Matagal ng wala, pero nababalikan ko parin sa isip ko yung drawing mong ginawa, tanda mo paba nung tayo pa, nag send ako ng picture ko na nag lalakad sa overpass tapos dali dali kang nag drawing sa cellphone mo nakasama ka para kahit na papano sa artwork mo manlang pakiramdam natin na nasa tabi natin yung isat isa, matagal ng wala pero hindi ko parin malimutan kung gaano ka natuwa nung natapos mo yung drawing mong napaka cute at sobrang ganda.
Nakaka lungkot, matagal ng wala, matagal ng nabura, at matagal na din simula nung mag hiwalay tayo, pero...-Matagal ng wala, pero nababalikan ko parin sa isip ko yung drawing mong ginawa, tanda mo paba nung tayo pa, nag send ako ng picture ko na nag lalakad sa overpass tapos dali dali kang nag drawing sa cellphone mo nakasama ka para kahit na papano sa artwork mo manlang pakiramdam natin na nasa tabi natin yung isat isa, matagal ng wala pero hindi ko parin malimutan kung gaano ka natuwa nung natapos mo yung drawing mong napaka cute at sobrang ganda.
Nakaka lungkot, matagal ng wala, matagal ng nabura, at matagal na din simula nung mag hiwalay tayo, pero lahat ng pinag samahan at bawat kulitan natin masaya ako kapag na aalala ko yun, marami akong na intindihan tungkol sa sarili ko, sa mundo at pakikipag relasyon nung nag hiwalay na tayo, marami akong na tutunan at nakaka lungkot isipin na kailangan pa natin mag hiwalay para lang ma realize ko lahat ng yon, pero nasa isip ko nalang na wala nang dapat pang sisihan puro pa sasalamat nalang, masaya ako para sayo Saiz ko...
-pito
I was manipulative and cruel to someone who didn't deserve it, to the point that they severed contact with me. Everyone seems to think that I'm the wronged party, even when I tell them otherwise.
I feel sick with myself. Getting as awful as I did crept up so gradually on me. I just want to take it all back.
I don't even want to be friends anymore. Just wish I hadn't been so hurtful.