Melancholy...
Fuck. Fuckity-Fuck Fuck Fuck! If you haven't already figured out I feel a bit out of it - a bit angry - a bit melancholy. I know why but why now and why this hard. I think my group is splitting apart and I am deeply upset by this... I need to cry and express this but I just fucking can't, I have been bottling too long to stop... I'm afraid to. I'm afraid of the fact that I might break down. I'm afraid to lose Zoe... I'm afraid of losing my friends... Fuck, I'm crying... I musn't cry! FUCK! I'm so confused. Rhys shouldn't have said what he said, he should NEVER say anything thats going to hurt anyone. He is pushing people away, including my other half... Zoe. I'm afraid that if Zoe leaves I will be driven out. I think Sam secretly hates me for the simple fact of my sexuality. Dale and Amynta dissaprove of my 'lifestyle' and my relgious beliefs. Rhys keeps bringing up gay stereotypes. I need Zoe there for my stability... And then Rhys goes and fucks this up for me. Not meaning to sound selfish but she helps me get through. WHY ARE PEOPLE AGAINST OR INSULTING TO OTHER PEOPLE!!!! I need stability. I need this group. I need love. I am so confused. Labels: FUCK IT ALL |
Poor Kris, I hate it when people criticise others for things they can't change or things that have nothing to do with them.
I'm sure you won't lose Zoe, she seems nice, I'm sure she wouldn't leave your group.
Good luck, I know how hard friendship troubles are.
J.