Rudi
𝔐𝔬𝔯𝔦 𝔳𝔬𝔩𝔬 𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔳𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔳𝔬𝔩𝔬
- Oct 15, 2024
- 122
I love the people around me, I'd listen to them no matter what. If they'd have suicidal thoughts I'd sit down for hours listening to them and tell them I'm here to comfort them.
Except exactly those people would never do that for me. They can't seem to take me serious. I'm usually pretty energetic and happy around them and whenever I indicate or directly say that I wanna let something out they laugh and joke about it and then I feel like they don't care.
They either only care when I'm upset or they only care when I'm happy, and I just wish it wouldn't be like that.
They sometimes tell me they appreciate me quite a lot and that they're glad I'm here and they actually mean it but I wish they would show it. Sometimes I feel like a really sensitive person who doesn't feel loved unless people actually listen to his endless vents and rants.
I stopped asking if I could let some stuff out to people - I feel like I'd either ruin their mood or they won't take me serious and that'd be hella embarrassing.
And then I wonder if they'll start caring once I die, once I'm just gone. But I don't want to make them regret stuff so I don't show that I'm upset either. I don't know how to cope with this.
Except exactly those people would never do that for me. They can't seem to take me serious. I'm usually pretty energetic and happy around them and whenever I indicate or directly say that I wanna let something out they laugh and joke about it and then I feel like they don't care.
They either only care when I'm upset or they only care when I'm happy, and I just wish it wouldn't be like that.
They sometimes tell me they appreciate me quite a lot and that they're glad I'm here and they actually mean it but I wish they would show it. Sometimes I feel like a really sensitive person who doesn't feel loved unless people actually listen to his endless vents and rants.
I stopped asking if I could let some stuff out to people - I feel like I'd either ruin their mood or they won't take me serious and that'd be hella embarrassing.
And then I wonder if they'll start caring once I die, once I'm just gone. But I don't want to make them regret stuff so I don't show that I'm upset either. I don't know how to cope with this.