Okay, I don't care, I'm going to blog this.

So once upon a time I was a very troubled girl but I actually opened up to people. So it got back to me that apparently someone who I opened up to thought I was a downer. I guess I really was, too. But anyway, said friend told this person that told me that if I kept being a downer, they were just going to shut me out completely. Do you know how scary that is? It was like, apparently I was a lot more miserable than I thought, and it was bringing others down so much that they were willing to shove aside all the positive aspects of our friendship and just be done with me. Like, that's some really excessive sorrow being thrown around. Also, I was really close with this person. /heartbroken

So since then I've kept everything more bottled up than you can imagine. No, it's not even a bottle. It's almost a skyscraper inside of me. I can't tell people things, because no one likes a sad person. No one likes a downer.

So I smile like this :D and everything's okay, right?
NOT.

Bottling things up only makes the original sadness 100x worse.
But so does burdening others.

It's like a big stupid cycle or paranoia.

Also, it turned out that said friend may not have even said that, and it might have been a huge misunderstanding, but still. It's a scary thought.

THANKS FOR SCARRING ME FOR LIFE, JERK~

Now I can't open up to anyone, and for that I will never truly be able to get emotionally close to someone, and in the end be forever alone.

SO AWESOME, RIGHT?

/Facetruck, now. Bye.