But I feel I have absolutely nothing in common with most people. I don't know why, but for the past couple of weeks I have been daydreaming having a wife and kid, house, car, white picket fence stuff you get what I'm saying. But I can't relate to others, only the people here to be honest. People don't want to give me a chance, just to chat with them. All I get with my presence is weird looks, and people just generally feeling uncomfortable around me. All I do is exist, nothing more and yet that's still too much for some it seems. I feel fucking trapped, in an endless cycle of shit.
On my lunch break last week, I was coming out of a store, and a few of my co workers were just in front of me. They spotted me, then looked at each other and started laughing. I really feel the only solution for all this is death. It feels like a cruel experiment has been played out on me, seeing how far you can push someone before they just lose it.
Anyways, hope you guys enjoy your weekend, however you can.
On my lunch break last week, I was coming out of a store, and a few of my co workers were just in front of me. They spotted me, then looked at each other and started laughing. I really feel the only solution for all this is death. It feels like a cruel experiment has been played out on me, seeing how far you can push someone before they just lose it.
Anyways, hope you guys enjoy your weekend, however you can.
