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Tired thoughts
Sep. 30th, 2025 08:08 amFriends… A thing that’s growing ever more alien to me as more and more time passes… I remember spending time with my classmate “friends.” We used to hang out, play games together, schedule meetings, go to watch movies and whatnot, and even if I always felt like I was only there because we were in the same class, it still was quite fun… But as time went on, people moved on, and yet here I still remain, stuck in the past.
I’ve recently stumbled upon a post of a person describing themselves as “likeable, not loveable,” and I feel the same way. I’ve been going through my old messages and I saw that I met and talked to so many people… And yet, months later, no one has written anything to me; I’ve just been forgotten… I am quite picky about the types of people I talk to, so I’ve had quite a few deep conversations with the majority of those people, and yet… It makes sense, I suppose… They all have other people to talk to; it’s me who is all alone.
Ah, woe is me, woe is me. It’s kinda pathetic to be like this, isn’t it? And yet… I feel like I’ve become too tired of trying to find genuine friends. I am slowly resigning myself to the fact that perhaps I’ll be just like that meme—forever alone. Though, well, I suppose it’s not entirely accurate… I’ll forever be a shadow, a background character, the likeable but not quite loveable background character who everyone quickly forgets as the show goes on and he appears less and less…
“Stand up, gallop on, nothing can be done by feeling so sorry for myself…”
I suppose it’s no use whining about these things, though it does make me feel somewhat better putting it into written words. I shall try to continue the path of self-improvement, even if the steps I take are small, even if there are setbacks… It’s better than just wallowing in self-pity and doing nothing.
I’ve recently stumbled upon a post of a person describing themselves as “likeable, not loveable,” and I feel the same way. I’ve been going through my old messages and I saw that I met and talked to so many people… And yet, months later, no one has written anything to me; I’ve just been forgotten… I am quite picky about the types of people I talk to, so I’ve had quite a few deep conversations with the majority of those people, and yet… It makes sense, I suppose… They all have other people to talk to; it’s me who is all alone.
Ah, woe is me, woe is me. It’s kinda pathetic to be like this, isn’t it? And yet… I feel like I’ve become too tired of trying to find genuine friends. I am slowly resigning myself to the fact that perhaps I’ll be just like that meme—forever alone. Though, well, I suppose it’s not entirely accurate… I’ll forever be a shadow, a background character, the likeable but not quite loveable background character who everyone quickly forgets as the show goes on and he appears less and less…
“Stand up, gallop on, nothing can be done by feeling so sorry for myself…”
I suppose it’s no use whining about these things, though it does make me feel somewhat better putting it into written words. I shall try to continue the path of self-improvement, even if the steps I take are small, even if there are setbacks… It’s better than just wallowing in self-pity and doing nothing.
