mr.awesome
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...That must be the description next to my name in the dictionary. I've been pretty depressed for the past week or so. With good reason, too, I believe...
I have AD/HD and I'm pretty impulsive, so I don't think a whole lot about stuff before I say it, unless I'm trying to find the right word. Because of this, I say a lot of dumb things, all the time. Things that make no sense to everyone else, but perfect sense to me. As soon as it comes out of my mouth, I feel like the hugest douche. This quirk in my character seems to piss people off really badly. On top of my being so random, my friends don't hang out with me. Either I'm a bad friend or they are bad friends, but one way or the other, I get stuck home all alone three or more days a week. I don't like to be alone. Yet I am. Here comes the icing on the cake; I feel like me and my best friend aren't even friends anymore. We have one of the same classes and don't have the same lunch. We have seventh hour off, but she usually leaves right away. I told her about my depression and my problem, and she told to try not to say dumb things. Well, gee, Natalie,... I never thought of that before! I'll just,...override my own nature,...because it's a concious effort to say dumb things. You're supposed to support me you know, instead of telling me some stupid as hell thing like that. Granted, I'm not her best friend, but you'd expect a little more than that out of a friend. She doesn't seem to notice/care that we're drifting apart. You know what? Whatever. If she's going to be an asshole and not talk to me, then screw her. It's not worth the effort or tears to try and maintain a friendship when only one person is actively trying to be a good friend. :mfinger:
I have AD/HD and I'm pretty impulsive, so I don't think a whole lot about stuff before I say it, unless I'm trying to find the right word. Because of this, I say a lot of dumb things, all the time. Things that make no sense to everyone else, but perfect sense to me. As soon as it comes out of my mouth, I feel like the hugest douche. This quirk in my character seems to piss people off really badly. On top of my being so random, my friends don't hang out with me. Either I'm a bad friend or they are bad friends, but one way or the other, I get stuck home all alone three or more days a week. I don't like to be alone. Yet I am. Here comes the icing on the cake; I feel like me and my best friend aren't even friends anymore. We have one of the same classes and don't have the same lunch. We have seventh hour off, but she usually leaves right away. I told her about my depression and my problem, and she told to try not to say dumb things. Well, gee, Natalie,... I never thought of that before! I'll just,...override my own nature,...because it's a concious effort to say dumb things. You're supposed to support me you know, instead of telling me some stupid as hell thing like that. Granted, I'm not her best friend, but you'd expect a little more than that out of a friend. She doesn't seem to notice/care that we're drifting apart. You know what? Whatever. If she's going to be an asshole and not talk to me, then screw her. It's not worth the effort or tears to try and maintain a friendship when only one person is actively trying to be a good friend. :mfinger: