What Facebook thinks it is
I have always had a huge phobia of being left out for anything. The main reason I skulk bitterely at you happy & adventurous bunch is because I'm petrified you won't invite me to any of the social things aka parties and get togethers. To avoid this I cut you off at the pass, strike the first blow, make the first move, take the initiative, give it fucking beans. How can I be rejected or overflooked if you cant see me or I ignore you first mwha!
Facebook was a chance to not care as I delved into the anonymous waters of the internet. Recently however I've become very aware of my exclusion from everything. It may have something to do with being 4000 miles away from my main bulk of 'friends' but my brain won't listen to logic. The only clear reason it sees is; as soon as I got on the plane everyone started having parties and getting engaged/pregnant #samething.
What it really is
No one bothers to reply to me anymore. My messages and comments are left awkwardly unreplied like a letter from the NHS inviting you to get screened for chlamydia. I feel like the ugly puppy; the 25-1 horse, or 75% of Benetiz's signing, sitting on that bench of the reserves...alone.
My social fears have come full circle and there is no place else to run, except the french 2nd division.
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