I know I’m a mess. I probably bring people down and no one wants to be around someone like that. Hell, I don’t want to be around that. But of course, that being me, I don’t have a choice.
But other people do have a choice.
Why would they choose to be around me when they can be with people who are not total disasters? When they can be with happy, well-adjusted people?
They wouldn’t. They wouldn’t choose me. And I can’t blame anyone for that. Not online… not offline… no one.
But it feels like everyone is having fun all around me and I’m left out.
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