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Don Juan
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- Jan 15, 2006
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It feels like I'm losing grip.
A year ago everything was going fine. This changed last fall. The girl I was seeing was fvcking around behind my back with one of my "friends". My only response was silence. I cut contact with her, him, and anyone that had anything to do with either of them, immediately. If someone asked me what was going on, I told them I didn't want to talk about it, and I just kept dropping people left and right. Anyone that considered them friends became irrelevent to me. I silently burned so many bridges that I have almost no one left.
I decided to take my new found free-time and began working on myself, doing only the things that I wanted to do. For example, I became more serious about working out. Now, I physically feel like a tank. Mentally, it's a differant story altogether. I just can't socialize. My mouth opens, and shlt comes out, or I simply freeze up. I don't understand. Where did the confidence go?
Tonight:
I went out for some drinks. Wouldn't you know it, the girl who fvcked me over last fall was at the same bar with her friends (I've been told that the douchbag she ditched me for dumped her, and she's been single ever since). I felt like I was ready to have a heart attack. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see her looking over at me every few minutes, and she seemed almost to be trying to get my attention, in a suble way at least. All I could do was find some other girl I know, and invite her over to a different place.
We met up, and it was almost an instant letdown when we got there. To make it short, some belligerent fat guy, who kept making fart jokes ended up taking her attention away. So I left. Before this, I had a brief conversation with my roommate, who was also there.
She asked me when I was getting up tomorrow, and told me to expect a blowout, because she was dumping her boyfriend, who also lives here. Having heard this a hundred times before, I kinda made light of the situation. I told her that I never liked the guy anyway. She got a little defensive after this, and now I think she's reconsidered, as when I was dropping her off I asked her if I was gonna have to hear it tomorrow, and she said "no".
So I went back to the first place to desperately look for any left overs, and the bltch who drove me away in the first place was still there, so I bought a six-pack, got the hell out of there, and here I sit, pissing and moaning on the internet. She probably thinks I'm a stalker, and I spent too much money.
Uhh.... yeah. I don't get it, at all. Girls are always looking at me like I'm the second coming or whatever, but I ruin it by either avoiding them altogether, or saying some totally dumb shlt. I shy away from anyone from my past. Whenever I'm in a good mood, the few friends that I have left become confused, and treat me like an alien. My personality is fvcked. I don't trust anyone, and I'm at the point where I'd rather fall off the face of the planet altogether.
Where the hell do I go from here?
(note: I'm not a drunk. This is the first time I've been out in a while, and I regret even bothering.)
A year ago everything was going fine. This changed last fall. The girl I was seeing was fvcking around behind my back with one of my "friends". My only response was silence. I cut contact with her, him, and anyone that had anything to do with either of them, immediately. If someone asked me what was going on, I told them I didn't want to talk about it, and I just kept dropping people left and right. Anyone that considered them friends became irrelevent to me. I silently burned so many bridges that I have almost no one left.
I decided to take my new found free-time and began working on myself, doing only the things that I wanted to do. For example, I became more serious about working out. Now, I physically feel like a tank. Mentally, it's a differant story altogether. I just can't socialize. My mouth opens, and shlt comes out, or I simply freeze up. I don't understand. Where did the confidence go?
Tonight:
I went out for some drinks. Wouldn't you know it, the girl who fvcked me over last fall was at the same bar with her friends (I've been told that the douchbag she ditched me for dumped her, and she's been single ever since). I felt like I was ready to have a heart attack. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see her looking over at me every few minutes, and she seemed almost to be trying to get my attention, in a suble way at least. All I could do was find some other girl I know, and invite her over to a different place.
We met up, and it was almost an instant letdown when we got there. To make it short, some belligerent fat guy, who kept making fart jokes ended up taking her attention away. So I left. Before this, I had a brief conversation with my roommate, who was also there.
She asked me when I was getting up tomorrow, and told me to expect a blowout, because she was dumping her boyfriend, who also lives here. Having heard this a hundred times before, I kinda made light of the situation. I told her that I never liked the guy anyway. She got a little defensive after this, and now I think she's reconsidered, as when I was dropping her off I asked her if I was gonna have to hear it tomorrow, and she said "no".
So I went back to the first place to desperately look for any left overs, and the bltch who drove me away in the first place was still there, so I bought a six-pack, got the hell out of there, and here I sit, pissing and moaning on the internet. She probably thinks I'm a stalker, and I spent too much money.
Uhh.... yeah. I don't get it, at all. Girls are always looking at me like I'm the second coming or whatever, but I ruin it by either avoiding them altogether, or saying some totally dumb shlt. I shy away from anyone from my past. Whenever I'm in a good mood, the few friends that I have left become confused, and treat me like an alien. My personality is fvcked. I don't trust anyone, and I'm at the point where I'd rather fall off the face of the planet altogether.
Where the hell do I go from here?
(note: I'm not a drunk. This is the first time I've been out in a while, and I regret even bothering.)