eye contact friendly? nah. animals stare to be boss. look away? respect. we the only ones think stare good. maybe hunter brain? eye contact feel wrong cuz it IS wrong! i stare u lose. u the weirdos think stare is nice. duh.
HE WANTS TO WHAT?! QUIT WORKING?! ARE YOU F###### KIDDING ME?! ALL THE RESPONSIBILITY ON ME?! THAT'S INSANE! SELFISH! UNFAIR! I'M SO F###### LIVID RIGHT NOW I COULD SCREAM! G## D### IT!
Hi, user from two or so rants down having an emotional crisis about texting my crush. Spent all day crashing out typing up a message for her, trying to decide if I should even send it, panicking that she wouldn't even respond... she responded reasonably fast and we're chatting casually now. All that for nothing. Isn't anxiety so much f###### fun?
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I'm so conflicted on whether I should message this girl I met that I'm crushing on. I feel like there's a non-zero chance that she might feel similarly, and it will eat me alive if I go the rest of my life wondering if she actually does feel the same way with no clear answer. But I also have horrible luck with these things, and I'm no longer interested in losing the few friends I have by accidentally coming across as weird or too up-front, and getting rejected. The last time I tried this it was a horrible disaster that amplified my depression for months. And even if this did work out, it'd be such long distance that there's no way it'd work out in the long run - I'm talking continents apart. F### I don't know what to do
F###. ๐ฉ Overwhelmed. ๐คฏ Can't be happy with people, can't be happy alone. WHAT THE H### ๐คฌ AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?! ๐คทโโ๏ธ Just constantly miserable ๐ญ? There's no g###### way out of this. I'm so g###### lost.
At least I might fall asleep without dreaming of you.
G## D### it! This feeling... it's like a g###### vise grip around my chest, squeezing tighter and tighter. And you know what the WORST part is? It's that stupid, pathetic urge to just... let go. To let the d### floodgates open. It feels like the only g###### release, but it's a lie! It's just giving in to the g###### misery, letting it swallow you whole. I'm trying, I'm really TRYING, to just grit my teeth and power through this s###, but it's like fighting a g###### tidal wave with a g###### spoon! This isn't fair. This f###### HURTS. And the last thing I want is to feel like some g###### weeping mess. So yeah, f### this feeling. F###. THIS.
D### it. Years ago, my best friend went down the wrong path. I stopped giving him rides 'cause that's all it felt like. Then the hard drugs started. Now I just keep thinking... if I hadn't bailed, could I have helped him? My fault. Feels like it always will.
Feeling empty and mundane.