Stuck In Chocobro Hell

I’m sick of saying something and it’s silent and awkward like if you don’t want me here just fucking say it jfc

I’ve lost a lot of friends I played games with and I’m slowly isolating myself.

Because forgiving someone is easier than fighting

Forgiving means you won’t be mad anymore

Forgiving means people won’t yell

Forgiving is way too easy and it’s easier to forgive when people eventually leave me behind

I’ll suffer if it will keep people happy. I’ll suffer because it’s the only thing I’m good for in this shithole.

What was supposed to be an escape from childhood hell has now turned into passing aggressive condescending controlling manipulation

I’m “ruining their routine”

Cant buy a box of Cheerios at the store because “there’s no room in the pantry”

Might as well just stay in my room then if I’m such a fucking bother - yeah sure I pay rent but I honestly don’t feel welcome here anymore

I’m fucking trying but I’m never good enough