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Tuesday, October 28, 2014
Fuck you
It's you guys' fault for expecting me to be someone I'm not. I'm not outgoing and I don't like to talk to people. I've never been the girl that paid attention in class or cared about history, so when some jokes go over my head or I don't know as much history as you guys, please don't make fun of me for it. Also, I don't think I've said it enough, I HAVE ANXIETY AND DEPRESSION. I wish I could go outside and talk to new people but that's just not me. It never fucking was even before I was diagnosed. I'm not outgoing, okay? Get the fuck over it. And yeah, I'm afraid of spiders and I'm afraid of walking alone at night but who the fuck wouldn't be in today's world? Yeah I didn't know SIUC was a party school over the fucking summer, but my step mom told me it was a party school way before you did and I didn't really believe her because I thought she meant it used to be. So sorry I came off as naive to you. I know a lot about the world. I'm just as old as you guys, believe it or not. You don't have to treat me like a kid and then complain about babysitting me. If you don't want to then don't. I never said you guys had to be friends with me and I want people to be around me because they want to be not because they feel like they have to be for fear of me being "lonely". Hahaha. As if I'm not used to being alone. What the fuck do you think elementary school was for me? I don't need friends that feel like I'm a kid they have to watch over every second. I can take care of myself. I'm not going to be around the dorm as much. Maybe I should start looking for different people to hang around.
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