Besides your family, there are no other people who are obligated to care about you. Of course, some of you will be luckier than I. But I'm afraid I'm not very lucky in having people care about me. Why should they?
My mother is a vulnerable narcissist, my sister is spiteful and vengeful, my brother lacks common sense and my father is a hedonist and irresponsible. So there's nobody in my family that can spare any mind to care about me. I don't expect them to. But when adults and friends say generic words to try to comfort you, that pisses me off. First, they don't understand me enough to know that emotional comfort words do nothing for me. Second, they fulfill their social obligation to respond a certain way. And third, the words they say are repetitive and detached. They don't care. It's not their problem.
It's strange how I want to be cared about but also reject any attempt of it towards me.
Bottom line is, "I hate APUSH."
Why should you care though?
Well, this is Dark Corner. Hope you enjoyed your visit.
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