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Deleted member 7448
Name is Abdu, live in Laos, born on 24.08.1992.
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This is a normal occurrence for human beings. They have close friends, they talk about personal things with them, they feel better. It's an essential part of coping with life, of dealing with stress, of being happy.
I've never had an actual friend, but I don't actually remember having these kind of conversations with just colleagues or whatever either. Well, I did in the distant past, but the information of course was then used against me so I learned not to do it. But because of the loneliness, sometimes your guard falls, and even after I learned my lesson, I still happened to spill the beans a few more times, always regretting it.
Nowadays I couldn't possibly trust other people enough to have a genuine conversation or ever develop a friendship, not that it's possible at my age when everybody only has old friends and they're focused on families and work. I'm constantly on edge. Last week I had to talk to a female colleague (don't give a shit about her or she about me, but I have to appear friendly or they start hating me even more and start spreading rumors) during my commute, and it was a quite long commute, so as to not make it awkward I had to talk a lot. Probably more than I've talked in years. It was hell, afterwards for the next 2 days I analyzed what I said, constantly having flashbacks, judging whether what I said was cringy or if I shouldn't have said it. I guess I'm scarred for life, I can't even have a normal conversation, I don't know how to talk to people. I don't even give a shit about these people or what they think about me, and yet I still cringe for days after a conversation. I wish I was a mute or something.
I've never had an actual friend, but I don't actually remember having these kind of conversations with just colleagues or whatever either. Well, I did in the distant past, but the information of course was then used against me so I learned not to do it. But because of the loneliness, sometimes your guard falls, and even after I learned my lesson, I still happened to spill the beans a few more times, always regretting it.
Nowadays I couldn't possibly trust other people enough to have a genuine conversation or ever develop a friendship, not that it's possible at my age when everybody only has old friends and they're focused on families and work. I'm constantly on edge. Last week I had to talk to a female colleague (don't give a shit about her or she about me, but I have to appear friendly or they start hating me even more and start spreading rumors) during my commute, and it was a quite long commute, so as to not make it awkward I had to talk a lot. Probably more than I've talked in years. It was hell, afterwards for the next 2 days I analyzed what I said, constantly having flashbacks, judging whether what I said was cringy or if I shouldn't have said it. I guess I'm scarred for life, I can't even have a normal conversation, I don't know how to talk to people. I don't even give a shit about these people or what they think about me, and yet I still cringe for days after a conversation. I wish I was a mute or something.