Sometimes It Takes Courage To Open Up To Kindness

"Stars, hide your fires; Let not light see my black and deep desires."

- William Shakespeare // Macbeth

Snatch: Rambling #19

21st of April 2022, 21:41

I had a strange experience last night. I was at my friend’s flat. There was the four of us. I had my friend’s phone and he said that I could go on it. I asked if I could look through his notes. He said no and that there was something he didn’t like in there. He told me it was about another friend of ours (who wasn’t in the apartment) that he was talking cruelly about as the other friend had been immature and recalcitrant. I have OCD, so if I find out about something, I need to know what it is. It will continue to annoy me for the rest of my life. I could be on my death bed, ninety years of age, and still wonder what the secret was. I tried to convince him to show me, but he found this annoying and snatched the phone away from me. It was a rough snatch. I immediately shut up. I feel like my heart was going to beat out of my chest. Tears pricked my eyes. I was annoying. This was proof that I was annoying. And the way he had snatched the phone, it reminded me of my father and older sister’s abuse towards me. I couldn’t breathe and I felt like I was going to be sick. I was quiet for the rest of the night. They played a film and it was really dark. I had tears streaming down my face and I refused to sit with them. Nobody cared. Nobody truly tried to make sure I was okay. During that moment, I messaged the girl I loved. I said a tonne of stupid things, things that will inevitably push her away. She probably thinks I am so pathetic and annoying. God, I hate expressing weakness. I don’t know why I do this to myself. I should just not care about things. Curiosity killed the Bakeneko, after all. It is so frustrating. I seem to ruin all my relationships and I push people away with my awful idiosyncrasies. Why do I do this? Why can I not just have stable relationships? The worst part, though, was when the lights turned back on and I had to pretend I was okay. I am never okay. I feel like my head is being held underwater, or like there is a boulder resting on my chest. I am stuck in this eternal purgatory of making relationships and ruining relationships. I am so weak. Weaker than I want to be. I wish I didn’t feel anything at all. I wish I was cold.

~ 化け猫 (Bakeneko)

The urge to become just a fucking horrible person. The urge to just destroy my own life and watch my own downfall. The urge to make everyone hate me and feel good while doing it. The urge to pretend I'm better then everyone when I know I'm the scum of the earth. I want to be so angry and mean, I want to scream at everyone, I want to make them feel how I feel when they do the same shit to me. But I'm so scared of losing everyone again. I can't stand being mean or hurtful because god damn it little me knows how revenge feels. They know what it feels like to switch the script and become the bully, they know what it feels like to watch others feel exactly what they felt. And they lost everyone. They lost everything. They wouldn't want me to do it again. But I'm so fed up, and I'm so bored of pretending I dont feel anger towards others. I'm tired of being pushed around again.

Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

Slowly coming to the conclusion that no amount of love or reassurance can heal what has already been done to me. I seriously think I have met too many people in my life that fucked me up so bad, I simply will never be able to trust anyone anymore.

• if I stay cold enough, I won’t want to get up and follow things around

• if I only use the same websites/watch the same shows/don’t answer unknown calls, I don’t get paranoid.

• if I don’t make friends, I won’t stay up all night wondering about what they’re plotting against me.

• if I stay inside, nobody will be watching me.

• if I don’t speak or think, no one can hear me.

im so tired of neurotypicals using "god complex" as some quirky label. its a grandiose delusion. its not a fun item to attatch to yourself to make yourself seem cooler. stop using mental illness as a trend and/or aesthetic. jesus fucking christ, educate yourselves.