Kiwong
Well-known member
I feel the same way. I hurry around the shops hoping not to bump into anyone. It is the problem with living in a town (it calls itself a city), the chances are you will bump into someone. Living in this town is like being in a gold fish bowl, I wonder sometimes how many people think they know me, and how widely my anxiety has been misrepresented.
I long for the anonymity of the big city, where I can get lost in the crowd.
I've been called names by cyclists I don't even know, I've heard people gossip about me that I've never spoken too, I've seen people mumble at me that work in some of the shops. I hate this poisonous place. I've stood by while people talk about me, snipe at me, made the most horrible accusations, while I suffer silent deaths inside.
I hate this small minded red necked town and everything it stands for. I voted informal in the recent state election, because I don't give a rats about this place, the best thing could happen to it is get sucked up into a black hole.
I long for the anonymity of the big city, where I can get lost in the crowd.
I've been called names by cyclists I don't even know, I've heard people gossip about me that I've never spoken too, I've seen people mumble at me that work in some of the shops. I hate this poisonous place. I've stood by while people talk about me, snipe at me, made the most horrible accusations, while I suffer silent deaths inside.
I hate this small minded red necked town and everything it stands for. I voted informal in the recent state election, because I don't give a rats about this place, the best thing could happen to it is get sucked up into a black hole.
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