Fuck my quot friends quot

When ive been super duper down and depressed since earlier this year and losing my sanity, battling my own demons, going to therapy and trying to heal my cptsd and severe depresion.. battling suicidal thoughts every day.. and keeping it all to myself in my own head.. I dont see you guys often but when i do the only thing thats changed about me is that ive gotten quieter and sadder. Nothing more nothing less. Im still a fun easygoing person that likes to have a good time. You drag me into the backseat of a car, cowardly hand me a note to read where you make disgusting and awful accusations and assumptions about me. No, you didnt come to me asking me how im doing, to confirm suspicions of yours, to ask me whats been destroying my mental health for months, no. You assume things. You read articles, and come to your own conclusions like the internet is going to know me better than i know myself. You come at with "concern" saying you care as "friends". And then when i try telling you whats been wrong with me, you shoot me down and tell im wrong, about my own mental health, and that you know exactly whats wrong with me. You fucking retards, im in my own head 24/7. IM THE ONE WHO KNOWS WHATS BEEN KILLING ME FOR MONTHS. NOT YOU. You motherfuckers didnt even bother to ask me. the fuck. And then after within this note you claimed my personality has gotten really intense and apparently a 5-100 or whatever the fuck. I stay calm, i think to myself, and then say to you calmy- I didnt know that something i was doing is deeply disturbing you guys, or upsetting you or making you worried. Please, i would love to know whats wrong so i can work on it myself and get better, so whats changed so i can work on fixing it? And you motherfuckers... all you say is "oh well we cant tell you that". Are you fucking kidding me. You come at me, acting concerned, you write me a 4 page note of concern and tell me i have changed so much, but then when i ask you what has changed you idiots just say nah, we cant tell you that. In fact, you went manipulative, and you told me that you wont tell me unless i get my therapist on the phone and she OKs this information to come to me. LIke what the fuck? How am i supposed to correct actions that are obviously upsetting you that i apparently cant see IF YOU IDIOTS WONT TELL ME WHAT THEY ARE. Am i supposed to guess? Is this a fucking game to you? Fuck both of you. Every single person ive told about this whole ordeal is on my goddamn side and they keep using the same word. "That is bizarre". So fuck both of you. I have absolutely no clue what i did wrong, other than exist, turn inwardly on myself and become recluse. I did nothing wrong to either of you. This is my battle, and you have no right to act like you know my brain better than i do, and you have no right to say i havnt made progress when my therapist says otherwise. I was there for both of you without judgment, years of your insane mental problems i never batted an eye yet because it didnt bother me, youre my friends. Guess my months of severe depression was just too much for you. I stood by your heroin addiction, you raging cunt. Fuck both of you. And funny thing, not two weeks after you pulled this shit i got out of the relationship that was causing my loss of sanity and severe depression, and my mood puled a 180. Ironic right? Dumb fucks

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anonymous Friends November 15, 2019 at 12:24 am 0 1