Yeah, it's early, but WTF?
I just got an invite to a party...bring a date...from a friend, a very good friend, I might add.
Why does he ask me to bring a date? He knows I won't have one...and everyone else will...and I'll be all alone kissing no one on New Years while everyone else, including all my other friends, are kissing it up. Does he intend to cause me pain? or just extending a friendly offer, knowing I will turn him down for year 4 in a row because I have no date, and I'm too fucking depressed for New Years yet again?
I'm sitting here, watching the video of my cousin's wedding, which I didn't attend...and bawling my eyes out because I'm STILL alone. STILL...as always. Just when I get to that point where I KNOW, I mean really know that I don't need a man to make me feel complete...it all falls apart with one little "I'm in love with so and so..." or whatever...I am so happy that people are in love, but it really does make me upset. And maybe I'm just wallowing in self-pity again, and I'm sure the critics will abound...but IT SUCKS BEING ALONE!!! I'm tired of not having someone. And the worst thing about not having someone for so long, is that if (and I mean IF) any man were to ever actually want me, I'd probably suffocate him with so much love, he'd be gone...I don't even think I'd know how to behave around a man...I'd probably do something so entirely juvenile (please remember my dating experience ranged from 14-19 yrs old)...that he'd never want to see me because he would be having nightmaric flashbacks from highschool era.
Maybe it's the drugs talking...or the reality that I've been cooped up in this damn house for an entire week and I am completely frightened, because I don't know if I can face the world and go back to work. I can NOT believe that I am scared to leave this house. What the hell is wrong with me all of a sudden? and why am I telling you?
Dammit...I need to read a good book with a happy ending, or something...
*ummm...no, I'm not psycho...just a little holiday depression...it's normal, I think*
I just got an invite to a party...bring a date...from a friend, a very good friend, I might add.
Why does he ask me to bring a date? He knows I won't have one...and everyone else will...and I'll be all alone kissing no one on New Years while everyone else, including all my other friends, are kissing it up. Does he intend to cause me pain? or just extending a friendly offer, knowing I will turn him down for year 4 in a row because I have no date, and I'm too fucking depressed for New Years yet again?
I'm sitting here, watching the video of my cousin's wedding, which I didn't attend...and bawling my eyes out because I'm STILL alone. STILL...as always. Just when I get to that point where I KNOW, I mean really know that I don't need a man to make me feel complete...it all falls apart with one little "I'm in love with so and so..." or whatever...I am so happy that people are in love, but it really does make me upset. And maybe I'm just wallowing in self-pity again, and I'm sure the critics will abound...but IT SUCKS BEING ALONE!!! I'm tired of not having someone. And the worst thing about not having someone for so long, is that if (and I mean IF) any man were to ever actually want me, I'd probably suffocate him with so much love, he'd be gone...I don't even think I'd know how to behave around a man...I'd probably do something so entirely juvenile (please remember my dating experience ranged from 14-19 yrs old)...that he'd never want to see me because he would be having nightmaric flashbacks from highschool era.
Maybe it's the drugs talking...or the reality that I've been cooped up in this damn house for an entire week and I am completely frightened, because I don't know if I can face the world and go back to work. I can NOT believe that I am scared to leave this house. What the hell is wrong with me all of a sudden? and why am I telling you?
Dammit...I need to read a good book with a happy ending, or something...
*ummm...no, I'm not psycho...just a little holiday depression...it's normal, I think*