I made a thread a while ago in the HELP section and talked about how sometimes when I come home from work and the excitement has gone, I instantly feel depressed.
Last night I came home from class (I don't work anymore), and I was watching a stand-up comedy show, ironically, and suddenly I just felt a huge thump in my chest. Out of no where I felt like complete dog shit, scum of the earth.
I know what triggered it, too. Sometimes I get social anxiety, but yesterday, before class, I was feeling rather confident. I didn't "dress" up for class or anything, but I did my hair and makeup and wore a nice shirt. (I'm sure all girls know how this is, sometimes, you want to look good for yourself, not others.) We had a test and I was trying to boost my confidence you know, trying to put myself in a good mood.
I'm pretty sure my lab partners and I aced the test, but anyway.
There's this kid that I don't really know, but we worked together at one of the local fast food places. Ever since class started he has stalked me. I don't mean that he follows me home and stuff, but he follows me outside on breaks when I go and smoke and just stands there. Sometimes he doesn't even speak, but he'll be like a foot away from me. He just stares at me in class and it's creepy as hell.
Well, yesterday, after class was dismissed and everyone was getting their things, he was waiting by the door, as usual, and I knew he was waiting for me. He held the door for people and I quickly walked through and picked up my pace, because he does this all the time. He seriously has to run after me just so he can walk a few feet with me before I go to my car.
I've always tried to be nice to him, but it's hard when someone is following you around.
Anyway, I lost him yesterday because he got stuck holding the door for the few people that came behind me, lol.
But as I was coming down the steps there were these two girls from my class walking in front of me and they had seen me in a hurry. Once we got through the doors of the stairway I felt like I needed to explain why I was practically running, lol.
I told them about this kid and they were laughing. At the time, I felt like it was a pretty normal conversation. I'd spoken to them a few times in class, but usually I'm pretty antisocial in class. I think I surprised them. I didn't realize this until last night.
One girl was like, "well, you know he just wants your number." But she said it in a way that sounded like someone speaking to a five year old girl about another little boy.
I hadn't thought of it at the time, but damn, what if I'm the creep?
I say that, because I don't even know these two girls and I had just run my mouth about this kid. I hate talking shit. I shouldn't have said a word to them. I also tend to curse a lot when I speak. Without trying. Nothing real bad, I can usually catch myself before I drop the F-bomb, but I say "shit" a lot.
Personally, I'm not offended by anyone's language unless they are cursing like a complete idiot. You know, like trying to be cool and cursing very unnaturally.
Anyway, I realized I was talking to two girls who were complete preps who had probably never said the f word in a conversation ever in their lives. Of course, that's based on my impression of them.
I shouldn't care what they think, but that regret of even confiding in them made me feel vulnerable. I felt like an idiot for it last night.
And this actually happens quite often. I don't know why I let it eat me up. Small regrets. You see, when I do get confident, later I regret it because I feel like I just made a complete ass of myself. Even though, that's who I am and I really can't run from it.
Ever feel like your whole life you have been mentally retarded but nobody has ever told you? All this time you thought you were normal, but you're a complete idiot? I've seriously felt this way since grade school.
Now that I think about it, I guess what really triggered this whole thing was watching Charlie Murphy last night. He was making a joke about people who live completely normal lives, seem completely normal, have a wife, have kids, have a nice house and everything, but when you hear them speak, you think, ohhhh... this guy's a retard.
Yea... he hit a soft spot because what if I'm one of those people? lol I know it sounds dumb as hell, but I'm insecure as shit and I can't put a finger on it.
Anyway that's my rant. Now I'm going to do homework and put it behind me as usual.
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