Hello again blog life after about a whole year recess....
Not really but you get what I mean.
I’m going to do my best to stay up till 5AM since the fianceé is playing Magic for a prerelease till then! I should be writing right now anyway, but I have no motivation to write correctly so I’ll write on here instead.
So today was a good, perfect example of Friday the 13th! Things were fine until I started flipping out about being social and upset Taylyn. Yeah.... Then I got upset and basically sounded like I was about to break up with her. NOT GOOD. We are both anxiety ridden creatures who need love and reassurance most of the time. But I sometimes need to be alone or I mentally crack. (Examples being my last two roommates who I pissed off and haven’t talked to me since) My introvertedness is uncontrollable too. Missed out on eating Chili’s on campus because of it. Sitting in here watching Netflix and singing to myself because of it. My biggest wish on this damn planet would be to be able to snap my fingers and be able to socialize with literally anyone I wanted and get along with lots of people. I’ve been jealous of extroverts my entire life. I grew up in a hella sheltered home with my autistic twin sister who never wanted to interact with anyone else. My parents treated me the same way as her in every way unfortunately. My social skills growing up were horrific. I’m slowly getting better, but it’s going to take an enormous amount of work and effort on my self confidence. I am just now getting to the point where I can casually talk to a stranger if they initiate a conversation, but I can’t be in a group setting without becoming a minor character in the background who never says anything. IT BLOWS. Whereas Taylyn can lead and hold conversation for hours. I always feel like the little kid who got dragged to Walmart with her father and he sees someone he knows, which leads to the adults talking for about thirty minutes straight while I stand there too timid to tell my father I’m about to pass out and actually do in the Walmart bakery section to the shock and disbelief of many employees who give me frosting and water once I wake up. (True story) Like no. That’s not how socialization works. What annoys me so much is that this trait of mine plagues me on a daily basis! I can’t escape it. People are all like, “Well you gotta speak up. Have conversation.” YEAH I KNOW. I’M TRYING??? I either get cut off or flat out ignored because people already know I’m quiet and have officially lost all interest in ever talking to me again. What am I supposed to do at that point? This is the reason I have trust issues. This is the reason I get depressed almost daily when I’m sitting by myself to eat in my room or see Taylyn using my phone to answer her 50+ fb messages and notifications every morning. I love having Taylyn around and I always will, but I need a friend outside of her too. I have no one to talk to about how much I love her and want to talk about her. I have no one to hang out with. She takes me along with her friends and I just feel so out of place. I know they don’t want me there. They act all nice and sympathetic just because I’m “Taylyn’s fianceé”. That’s all I’ll ever be I guess. A title. A shadow. Never an individual.
To add onto the crap day, I was searching around spotify and I see the asswipe who I used to call my best friend had a playlist she made me follow almost a year ago that was now titled, “Eat Shit Bitch” with one song that was like F You. Like what the hell. I just really wish I could erase all my memories of her. For real. But I tend to find myself craving that attention again, you know. Memories are liars though. None of that was healthy. None of that was good for me. I’m just not sure why I can’t connect with someone on that level again outside of Taylyn. It makes me feel horrible that I’ll probably never have a best friend again. I’ll end college with just Taylyn by my side and nothing else and have to go out into the world and do all this over again. I’m not sure why I’m incapable of forming friendships but I’d love to be able to someday. Hopefully. I’m not sure how much longer I can go on like this. I take it out on Taylyn occasionally and it sucks. I never want to hurt her. We’ve had so many upsetting moments lately. I’m not sure if it’s due to stress or me just failing horribly as a human being or what. I know one thing. I’m ready to graduate and get the hell out of here though. I’m in one of these awful ruts with no ambition in mind.


















