I just realized i've been fucking running my mind so crazy and been able to think so much about whatever because i wasn't really giving a shit about anything i was doing. I saw most my actions to be pointless. Now with direction, I find my mind coming to a wall where i cannot think past where i want it to.
Fearless's Indication:
Our protagonist: Hey what's up
Fearless: Babysitting you
Our protagonist: Debating nap vs walking my dog lol
3-5 mins past
Our protagonist: Baby sitting my distant family again creep?
Fearless: Yup
Our protagonist: Hm can I ask you something?
Fearless: What
Our protagonist: I don't remember what your answer was when I asked you a week ago if you have social anxiety.. Do you? Have it that is
Fearless: Idk i don't remember you ever asking
Our protagonist: Lol I did well do you?
Fearless: Idk
Our protagonist: Oo.. How come if you don't care me to ask?
Fearless: Why does it matter if I have it or not and how am I supposed to know anyway
Our protagonist: It doesn't matter at all if you have it or not, I was just curious to see if I could help you or idk.. you help me because I think I do. And it should be easy to tell
10-20 minutes later
Our protagonist: ...why don't you ever answer back sometimes? I mean there.. I'm sorry if i annoyed you I didn't intend to.
Fearless: Cus theres nothing to say
Our protagonist: Hm I guess there isn't. But I wanted to know if you thought you had it, could have at least answered my question. Kinda is offensive when you don't respond. It makes me think you find it irritating talking to me.
Fearless: I said I don't know cus I honestly don't know and I dont answer back half the time cause i'm busy
Our protagonist: Lol well you could just say you are busy or whatever your doing.. Like I seriously thought you hate me
Our protagonist: Err not hated but more found me to be irritating
Fearless: I dont
Our protagonist: Good to know. So fn txt back jerk and not to mention it's rediculously hard to have a conversation with you that you'd want to have without knowing your opinion on what i said
Fearless: What are you talking about
Our protagonist: Likee half the time I say anything about anything you don't ever say What you think so I take it you don't want to talk about anything I do
Fearless: Cus I dont like to talk about anything. What do you wanna know
Our protagonist: Well why don't you like to talk about anything? And I do'nt mean this in an offensive way.. But what are you inhuman!?
Fearless: I dont talk cus you keep asking so many questions
Our protagonist: Ah.. shit. well i'm sorry. I really don't mean to be like that. I'm still trying to figure out how to talk to people
-end conversation-
My greatest problem: Extending my efforts without knowing the finish line was about 3 miles back. I need to know when to shut the fuck up.
15 minutes past
-start conversation-
Fearless: You Shouldn't figure it out. How you do it is how you do it
Our protagonist: Yeah well if how i do it annoys people than i'm pretty sure i'm shit out of luck
..bitch haha
Some
ReplyDeletepeople get
rubbed
the wrong way
easily.
I
guess.
Because
there is
no limit
ever
that you have
to hit to
know when to
shut the fuck
up.
Not for
me
at least.
You think
ReplyDeleteyou
have
S.A.D?
That's
pree
SAD.
Social Anxiety Disorder
abbreviated is S.A.D
SAD.
Get
it?
Yeah. Just had
to mention
that.
>__>
haha..
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