dinosavr
and if i’m turning blue, please, don’t save me 🌛
- Dec 14, 2023
- 696
I'm so fucking doneeeee!! I hate myself so much, I'm actually angry! I can't seem to make up my mind, to decide what I believe, what I like, what I do, who I am, who I want to be, what I want to do, blah blah blah. And it's all kinds of stuff, starting with silly stuff like do I really like coffee or do I just want to be someone who likes coffee? Do I want to wear girly makeup and clothes or am I foolish and I should be more casual. But then again, do I want to be boring? Or do I just want to escape from being judged? And it applies to important stuff too. Do I really want to die? One moment I'm so incredibly sure I do and I want to pursue it and there I am 30 minutes later booking a hotel room for a trip because I want to live a happy life. Or my sexuality - technically I identify as bisexual but am I really attracted to women too? Or are the stereotypes real and I just want attention or I want to be "one of them"? HOW DO I KNOW? I have no single clue what's for real and what's made up in my mind. I don't know if I'm pretending in front of other people or maybe I'm also fooling myself? There have been so many things in my life that I was so sure of and then I ended up realizing that isn't what I really feel. And there's also the issue with how others perceive me. But that's too fucked up to even start thinking about it.
I keep taking random online tests to find out what are the real answers to my questions. But even these have different results in different moments. I try to do research though and really read into the topics that I feel uncertain about. But usually with no success. And if I don't actually belong anywhere and I'm living my life just to be there, breathe and try to adjust to others, to the situation, etc, then what's the point? Just like in Pirandello's - I am one, no one and one hundred thousand. And I fucking hate it…
I keep taking random online tests to find out what are the real answers to my questions. But even these have different results in different moments. I try to do research though and really read into the topics that I feel uncertain about. But usually with no success. And if I don't actually belong anywhere and I'm living my life just to be there, breathe and try to adjust to others, to the situation, etc, then what's the point? Just like in Pirandello's - I am one, no one and one hundred thousand. And I fucking hate it…