I’ve been dumping friends the past few years. because they are indeed, ossifying into miserable old cunts. and i don’t regard having a social life being worht the misery of listening to someone who is 34 rant on and on about how evil everything is like my parents did. it just sucks and i’d rather be alone doing something productive and interesting with my life.
and that doesn’t include the people i’ve dropped one became conspiracy theorists, incredibly bitter, or just trapped in social media delusion alt reality… ugh. it’s so miserable to be around people who just can’t think of anyone/anything other than themselves. and as you age… damn that is what most people become, entirely selfish and self-absorbed.
I’m talking about friends that are to be rightly missed. Still close-by and friendly, but not like it once was. Anyone remotely like you’ve described in my life moved-away or died. They rarely-offered and more importantly never-accepted help in the first-place.
I’m more afraid of being thought of as one of them than worried about bothering to ditch anyone like-so.
As I age I find it incredibly awful/amazing how other people I meet now, basically lecture me about myself. Without knowing anything about me. They just make up a story in their head about me, and run with it.
Oftentimes they will straight up ignore what I have told them about myself, or twist it in these fantastical ways that are clearly projections and fantasies of their fears, but are likely them self-reporting about their own shame about themselves.
Still better to not have to face it out-in-the-open this side of (recognized/recognizable)change for the better. Don’t see where I said anything about you, but you didn’t hold back about me, did you? Am I supposed to thank you?
I’ve been dumping friends the past few years. because they are indeed, ossifying into miserable old cunts. and i don’t regard having a social life being worht the misery of listening to someone who is 34 rant on and on about how evil everything is like my parents did. it just sucks and i’d rather be alone doing something productive and interesting with my life.
and that doesn’t include the people i’ve dropped one became conspiracy theorists, incredibly bitter, or just trapped in social media delusion alt reality… ugh. it’s so miserable to be around people who just can’t think of anyone/anything other than themselves. and as you age… damn that is what most people become, entirely selfish and self-absorbed.
I’m talking about friends that are to be rightly missed. Still close-by and friendly, but not like it once was. Anyone remotely like you’ve described in my life moved-away or died. They rarely-offered and more importantly never-accepted help in the first-place.
I’m more afraid of being thought of as one of them than worried about bothering to ditch anyone like-so.
You are one of them. To them at least.
As I age I find it incredibly awful/amazing how other people I meet now, basically lecture me about myself. Without knowing anything about me. They just make up a story in their head about me, and run with it.
Oftentimes they will straight up ignore what I have told them about myself, or twist it in these fantastical ways that are clearly projections and fantasies of their fears, but are likely them self-reporting about their own shame about themselves.
Still better to not have to face it out-in-the-open this side of (recognized/recognizable)change for the better. Don’t see where I said anything about you, but you didn’t hold back about me, did you? Am I supposed to thank you?
I’m not talking to you personally, or asking anything of you or asking for anything from you.
It’s a comment on the internet dude. It’s not personal in any way.
it’s just so weird to me that people seem to think internet comments about their person.
esp on greentext… which is just people bullshitting. none of it is supposed to be legit personal.