As more time passes, and more and more people just seemingly treat me like if I was a ghost, I start to wonder whether or not I am the problem. Sometimes I believe it's not me, maybe I am just unlucky and just turns out that everyone is busy. But other times when the person is CLEARLY ONLINE and they never get back to me in days, weeks, or fuck, even months, I start to feel I am the guilty one. I don't know why my brain does that connection, but it makes me think I make them feel uncomfortable. Maybe I am just a boring motherfucker. Or maybe I am just unlucky.

Granted, there's some people that are not like this and I appreciate them. Perhaps I am just overreacting this because life has been nothing but a fucking mess for me, and this problem is just a little drop of water on an already overflowing glass of water. Maybe.
Either way, sorry about this journal. Just wanted to vent somehow.