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Originally Posted by atisketatasket
We're kidding around. Nothing to do with social skills. (I'm not sure how many of us actually have those. Certainly not me.  ) |
I know I don't have any social skills. Pretty much run and hide for me!
person- "Hey, what's up? How are you?"
Me- "uhhhh...Nothing much? I'm here. You."
Mind- "go away. I don't like you. I don't like people. They make me hurt. Make him go away. But it's awkward just standing here, so I should try to make coversation."
Awkward silence...
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There are so many things wrong with me, and sometimes I believe there is more than what is diagnosed. I fear never healing, being left alone to crawl this heartless, cruel world. I hate myself so much, and sometimes, as much as I hate them, all I really want is a heartfelt hug. Will I ever make it through this thing called life? Or will I drown in the darkest depths of the ocean? Only time can tell. As for now, I just hide and I fear. This
is, and will always be my life.
