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I feel lower than low

January 19th, 2007
 

I can’t do this anymore. I’m so sick of living. Sick of being smart in school, smart in work, being told I’m talented and just “so smart” and being seen as a brain.

I’d give it all up for one friend. Someone to go to lunch with, go to the mall with, go and play this or that with, see a movie, someone to just call up on the phone and chat “just because”.

The only friends I’ve had here were boyfriends. Mike is on the rocks with me b/c of the whole issue with being friends after a relationship and randy’s behind bars so there goes confiding and spending time with him.

I feel like I’m 15 all over again. The girl who hates the world, wants to die, and has the razor as her only friend.

 
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4 Responses to “I feel lower than low”

  1. Nan
    January 20th, 2007 at 11:47 am
     

    You know we are a lot who cares for you. I don’t think it’s about how everyone else sees you - it’s how you sees you. Don’t let living your life bringing you down - everyone needs a friend with life experience. *Hugs Manda*

  2. Jenn
    January 20th, 2007 at 9:27 pm
     

    Things will get better. If it’s any consolation, I’m in the same boat in regards to friends. I left friends behind in Pittsburgh. Here in Lancaster I know many people from high school, but they’ve chosen paths I’d rather not travel on, so I’ve cut ties.

    Hang in there darling. Things will get better. You have a lot going for you right now, so if you can just stick with it, I know you’ll be rewarded.

    And if we were any closer, I would drive to visit you in a heartbeat.

  3. Jenn
    January 20th, 2007 at 9:27 pm
     

    P.S. Can I get your mailing address so I can send you a Valentine’s Day card? :)

  4. Lisa
    January 21st, 2007 at 10:27 pm
     

    I know the feeling hun. My only real-life, non-work friend is 2 hours away. I try to make friends, but it just seems like so many people are on completely different paths.

    I wish I was closer. I’d pick ya up, take you into town for pedicures and lunch, discuss which guys in the restaurant are hot, and all the works.

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