evil_twin posted on Apr 24, 2009
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| Tags: so called friends, life, depression
As some of you may have noticed, I haven't been around much. Although, I'm not sure if anyone noticed that or not since it's been awhile since I've been much of a regular blogger. I know that new people know nothing about me because I sort of vanished off the radar a long time ago. There are reasons for that, and most of them are just that I didn't feel like talking anymore. There's been a lot of things happening in my life, and while some of these things are really good, they're not without their drawbacks. And I just don't handle changes in my life very well, even if they're good ones.
I used to blog as a means to get my feelings out and help make sense of things when everything got too jumbled up and clouded in my mind. But I'm not sure what happened. At some point, I decided that no one really needed to hear any of my thoughts. No one cared to hear them. So I just retreated inside myself and went into lockdown mode. I've tried fixing that. I've made feeble attempts on good days, to come out of my shell and open up again. I've gotten mixed results. Sometimes it's good, sometimes it's bad. And I'm not just talking about opening up here at Soulcast, but in my general day to day life.
I had this good friend for the last two years or so. They were what I would call my best friend. Someone who I felt comfortable confiding everything to, no matter how crazy or self absorbed or irrational it was. I trusted them with everything. And I felt super comfortable and safe just being me around them.
Well in the last several months, there have been some problems with this person. We fought all the time, and it seems like they just flat out gave up on me. They used to have patience for me, since I am a bit of a pain in the ass sometimes to deal with. I freely admit that. But they used to be okay with that, and want to help me, regardless of how annoying I could be. Something changed though. And I don't know what.
But it's been my biggest fear in my life that the people I love will tire of dealing with someone who has so many problems like I have. I'm a basket case. I don't pretend to be otherwise. I've got a list of mental illness diagnosis a mile long, and anyone who signs up to be my friend or lover knows upfront what they're dealing with. This person knew that too. And yet somehow down the line, they just flat out gave up on me.
They would beg me to tell them what I was thinking and how I felt, and when I would do it, they would only get frustrated or angry with me. So it didn't really compel me to want to keep sharing when that happened. So I applied that feeling across the board and just stopped sharing with anyone altogether. If my best friend can't stand me, then why the hell would I think a bunch of strangers would give a fuck? If I knew that someone who once claimed to love me could turn on me like that, why would I share these things with my wife, just so she could stop loving me too?
I completely shut down because this toxic person that I thought was my best friend, destroyed my trust in people. When someone tells you that they'll always be there for you, and then they're not and they turn on you completely, how can you trust anyone at all? When someone tells you that they've got your back, no matter what, and then they eventually decide they think you're crazy and not worth the effort, how are you supposed to feel?
They actually called me insane. And not in a joking manner. They were serious. And they said I was impossible and never listened to anything and I didn't ever understand anything they said. I feel like I'm some sort of alien creature that they don't even know how to deal with. And it makes me feel like no one in the world could possibly understand me.
I have so many things in my mind right now and I'm afraid to even try to articulate them. Because if my so-called best friend thinks I'm insane, then how could anyone else possibly give a crap about how I feel? How could anyone else begin to understand when they flat out tell me I'm insane?
Maybe they're the insane ones? Maybe the way I feel isn't so weird after all? But I have no idea since they've scared me off of even attempting to try and share what I feel with anyone. I wish I could explain it here, but I can't. I don't have the brain power at the moment to articulate all the thousands of fears and thoughts I have going through my mind right now. All I know is that it hurts when the one person you really trusted, gives up on you totally. And in the process, they make you feel as if everything you are is just a big burden on the world. It's enough to make a person just want to give up entirely. And believe me, if I didn't have a really compelling reason to not give up, I probably wouldn't still be here anymore.
I guess sometimes things happen in your life that really show you who your friends are. Everyone likes a sunny, happy person who tells jokes and makes them laugh. But when the party stops and the fun ends, it's amazing to see the people scatter away from you. It's not my fault I am the way I am. I feel so bad for being who I am, that I apologize to people upfront about having to deal with me. And everyone, including this friend, kept telling me there was no need to warn people off. They cared about me and I wasn't too hard to handle. I was worth the effort. And then they turn around and abandon me during the hardest time in my life, because they just don't feel like they can deal with me.
Am I wrong for being upset when I came to them and said, "I'm miserable and upset and I feel like this and really just need someone to listen to me..." And they tell me that they can't deal with me right now, but maybe Monday they might feel like trying to talk to me. Is that what a fucking friend does to you? You go to them desperately and say you're drowning, and they tell you they don't feel like talking, and maybe Monday they'll feel like it? Seriously, what the fuck? That's not a real friend. I don't even know what that is.
And before anyone wonders what sort of friend I am in return, I'm the type who will drop anything and everything, just to help someone. I'm not selfish. I do not just take and take and use people for my own needs and walk away when they're in need. In fact, as shitty as I felt today, if they had said, "I'm having a bad day too, and I need help..." I would have put aside everything I felt just to help them. But no. They blew me off and shut me out and expected me to just sit back and wait until they felt like talking to me.
This isn't the first time. This happens a lot with that person. Which makes me question why the hell I ever thought they were really my best friend in the first place. But they used to be different. And I guess I just didn't recognize enough that things changed and I should have just walked away a long time ago.
I wish that one stupid person didn't have the power to upset me so much and change the way I think about myself and everyone else. They make me feel worthless so i start assuming everyone else shares their view, and thinks I'm worthless too. I know it's not true because I have several other people in my life who never let me down. They are always, always there for me. And yet, I somehow measured everything by the reactions of one person, who in the grand scheme of things, shouldn't matter at all.
If 5 other people think I'm great and worth helping and knowing and being there for me, and this ONE person treats me like shit, then why am I stressing out? Why am I giving their voice so much importance? I have no idea. I guess it's because at one point in my life, their voice was one of the ones supporting me the most. And I don't know what i did wrong to change their mind. So I just wonder if whatever that thing was, will change everyone else's minds too at some point?
Right now, I'm just very lost and upset. My life is changing big time and I have no control over any of it. And at the same time, one of the people I always counted on to be there for me, has totally fucked me over and abandoned me. Nothing feels safe or certain or familiar. I hate changes. And I hate it when I don't understand what I've done wrong to make someone turn on me. I kept wanting to fix it, but I give up now. That person is no longer part of my life. My choice. Finally. I've shut them out and vowed to stop letting them hurt me. But now where do I go next?
I have no idea. Nor do i know why I even chose to write this anyway. My mind is so mixed up and i guess I just decided to let it out, even if it proves no one really cares just like my supposed 'best friend' didn't care. But oh well. If I'm alone in this, then I'm alone. Sometimes being alone is better than putting your trust in the wrong person....