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Bear in mind, a lotta these posts are of interest to normal people. - This is my diary available online to get help from others. I never mean any harm. My thoughts may appear scattered at times, but I bring it together. Some things may not make sense to you..

Friday, January 30, 2015

I came on here to disclaim my fate.

(Disclaimer: These are how my thoughts came out.  Sorry they are not all pleasant terminology.)

Some things made me upset, but I know I'm supposed to not be ultimately upset.  I figured it was my parents's fault, too, but like it was and it wasn't, which is saddening it means people I like have to be mean to me .. -like- you know the saying "to feel cool" or "popular" seems the thing going around wasting my life away all these people.

I don't remember what my dad did.  Something's up, tho.

My mom upset me, and I just reacted to myself like.  She said something to me for not being in a perfect situation even I think.  She's starting to act snobbish when I come home.  I think someone told everyone they can't really talk to me.  How selfish and false is that?  No one cares how you feel about being mean to me and hiding it by making it look like I started it.

There's no anyone I know coming in my life and telling me how close I can't get to people outside'a my fam!

Sorry, I'd like to stay positive, but it'll take me another mental reboot I see to have a change of heart.

So what if "I wish I didn't do it?"  Why sit there and just pick at me for not being perfect?  That's a mean thing to suggest to me.

I don't feel relaxed and ready for the night.  Why am I getting mean messages from my parents etc. all the time?  I just came here to disclaim with my true feelings.. whatever that might be.. and I realized something else someone did.  They think if I talk how they feel is snooty, "I gave in."  I ain't interested in that!!  You can't tell me what team I'm on.

I'm just talking, not being "obviously" sarcastic at all.  What did I say.. "no one cares" about you being mean to me and you can't tell me what I think.  Well, I get mean vibes from people every day, and I ain't gonna take it.  No one can tell me what I think and what I am.

There, did I break the Jenga board.

I have a right to complain, especially with them acting inappropriate around me and rubbing in things I don't like.

It's not so much if you stop as if you can't stop now and think I did something.

So, what it was was I said someone was selfish to coordinate taking away my relationships like relationships don't matter.  They act like I'm unpresentable, maybe even just from being fat and too poor for nice clothes.  We don't wear dresses, these days.  They won't leave me alone for all these things.  Maybe, you just made me submit into ugliness.  Learn to live with your mistake.  So, this is what brings a smile to your face that you did it and I didn't.

I do not mean to be mean, I felt like I lost it.  I read it back a few times.

Oh, and about the other people.  I don't know why, I just wanted to get away and not talk about it.  I will try to ignore it.  I was thinking, how can I ignore something like that?