Over-thinking
I might be addicted to drama. Maybe it’s because I’m so used to fighting with people and looking for flaws in them. I have to stop though. I’ll never make real friends if I keep thinking they’re fake.So, in conclusion to my last post, I have realized that I was indeed over-thinking it. Like Galactichero said, that guy did actually kind of become my best friend, in the sense that he got me out of my house.
Now I feel guilty about it actually. Here’s a guy genuinely trying to help me, and I’m getting mad that he’s not holding my hand and keeping me safe from strangers.
So there. To my friend, I’m sorry.
There’s so much growing up to do. I can’t believe I’m still a girl who would get mad when a friend leaves me to make my own friends. Shame on me.
posted by PinkBunny @ 10:49 PM
1 Comments:
Look up the word "histrionic." Then avoid being that. It will help you. There's actually, or at least there was at the time of DSM III if I remember correctly, a "histrionic personality disorder." Not psychoanalyzing, merely reacting. I'm not qualified to diagnose you, but you reminded me of the definition. Actually, this entire network of people reminds me of the definition...
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