
Part 2 of... http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4904167
So as I lay here sulking on my own my phone beeps. A message has been recieved. Pure coincidence that I had been feeling down on myself to receive a kick from another person while I'm already down on the ground.
Trying to reason with said person is.. like trying to talk to a rock. It's not very effective. Well the poor fool is as thick as the rock I mentioned earlier as I began to feel even more guilty that I had such an influence on their life that they need to be this obsessive... It's just down right creepy.
But slowly watching them roll around in their stupid trying to fling insults left and right my sympathetic side began to wear down. I sat back and thought back to all of the memories we shared. All of which few were sweet and kind most were very creepy, clingy, and all around unnatural. The person clearly has an imbalance of sorts and isn't looking for a way to fix the problem, so why keep trying to help him?
So I had to end up blocking out the fellow completely, hopefully it'll give him something or hopefully someONE else toobsessthink about.
[Completely off topic from the first post I know but now here it where it relates.]
So now that everything calmed down I sit here sighing to myself and consider contacting those who were my friends, those who continue to hurt me, to try and figure something out. Just to have a solid understanding of where we stand. But it hit me hard. They didn't want to be my friends then, why now? Also why the HELL would I want friends like that? I'm not a self-destructive person. I don't enjoy being hurt.
My conclusion: Everyone I know here is fucking crazy.
And now I don't feel bad or sorry any more. I feel rather relieved.
Good grief I need to move out of this place asap. CRAZY TOWN I TELL YA.
So as I lay here sulking on my own my phone beeps. A message has been recieved. Pure coincidence that I had been feeling down on myself to receive a kick from another person while I'm already down on the ground.
Trying to reason with said person is.. like trying to talk to a rock. It's not very effective. Well the poor fool is as thick as the rock I mentioned earlier as I began to feel even more guilty that I had such an influence on their life that they need to be this obsessive... It's just down right creepy.
But slowly watching them roll around in their stupid trying to fling insults left and right my sympathetic side began to wear down. I sat back and thought back to all of the memories we shared. All of which few were sweet and kind most were very creepy, clingy, and all around unnatural. The person clearly has an imbalance of sorts and isn't looking for a way to fix the problem, so why keep trying to help him?
So I had to end up blocking out the fellow completely, hopefully it'll give him something or hopefully someONE else to
[Completely off topic from the first post I know but now here it where it relates.]
So now that everything calmed down I sit here sighing to myself and consider contacting those who were my friends, those who continue to hurt me, to try and figure something out. Just to have a solid understanding of where we stand. But it hit me hard. They didn't want to be my friends then, why now? Also why the HELL would I want friends like that? I'm not a self-destructive person. I don't enjoy being hurt.
My conclusion: Everyone I know here is fucking crazy.
And now I don't feel bad or sorry any more. I feel rather relieved.
Good grief I need to move out of this place asap. CRAZY TOWN I TELL YA.
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I've made a similar face once or twice.
The other day I walked out of the break room at work, caught a co-worker with my eyes, set my jaw and shook my head slowly. The sort of thing you see in dramatic TV shows all the time. The "...It's over, Bill. Let it go" face.
And I guess I looked serious as hell 'cause the guy immediately asked, "What? Shit, what did I miss?"
The other day I walked out of the break room at work, caught a co-worker with my eyes, set my jaw and shook my head slowly. The sort of thing you see in dramatic TV shows all the time. The "...It's over, Bill. Let it go" face.
And I guess I looked serious as hell 'cause the guy immediately asked, "What? Shit, what did I miss?"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=85gO8XLb4ug
The refrain (at 0:35 first time) on this pretty much what you should be telling those morons :3
Good to know you decided to ignore them. Leave them in the past, that will hurt them more than it hurts you.
Now, we need you to cheer up. Because a smiling, happy Ashie is 100x more AWESOME than a sad one.
I'm not a carebear, so i won't offer hugs. Feel safe.
The refrain (at 0:35 first time) on this pretty much what you should be telling those morons :3
Good to know you decided to ignore them. Leave them in the past, that will hurt them more than it hurts you.
Now, we need you to cheer up. Because a smiling, happy Ashie is 100x more AWESOME than a sad one.
I'm not a carebear, so i won't offer hugs. Feel safe.
I mean he is a trustworthy duder!
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Heheh, sometimes a hometown can get like that. Well, here on FA too but we're generally all the same kind of crazy. Not to trip you when you're trying to get up, but avoiding this kind of thing is the one benefit I've had by being on my own. Not that I like that either but still... I can sympathize your situation to some degree, but it relates more to parents and relatives so I can't empathize very well.
It does seem that you have gotten better from where you left at and from these last two submissions it is fairly obvious that you've sorted yourself out. That in it's self is an achievement, eh?
It does seem that you have gotten better from where you left at and from these last two submissions it is fairly obvious that you've sorted yourself out. That in it's self is an achievement, eh?
No no, these kinds of people are everywhere. But in this place where I'm at I've already developed a strong attachment to these hurtful people which makes it that much harder to let go.
But picking myself up and moving closer to my own life goals, I leave everyone I once knew in the dust. These are the people who drag me down, who keep me in the slums, they do not improve on their own therefore they do not want their friends improving either. These people won't be affecting my life come the new year.
See, all the new-crazy-people I meet I can easily cut them away at the first signs of red-flags. It's just after wasting so many years with the same folks because you thought you couldn't do better... Well now I know I can. c:
But picking myself up and moving closer to my own life goals, I leave everyone I once knew in the dust. These are the people who drag me down, who keep me in the slums, they do not improve on their own therefore they do not want their friends improving either. These people won't be affecting my life come the new year.
See, all the new-crazy-people I meet I can easily cut them away at the first signs of red-flags. It's just after wasting so many years with the same folks because you thought you couldn't do better... Well now I know I can. c:
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