Blannabers
Active member
I am very sorry if this entire entry is very confusing, but the best way to tell you how to decipher it, is to break it into it's parts. You can consider this a rant, or something to ask for help.
With alot of my life, I have always struggled with the idea that I was never good enough. I wasn't good enough to have friends, have a boyfriend, be smart enough to get the job I want, or just be successful overall.
I am 24 years old. I have image issues about myself. I have people tell me that I am a pretty girl, however I know I could use some work. It's hard to look around on the internet and accidentally come across a picture of some really beautiful woman and look at ever single curve of her body. Every stretch of skin, the curl of her lip, the length of her legs... It's hard for me to accept the idea that there are prettier women out there. I have it lodged, like a wooden steak in the head, of the idea that I wont be someone's number 1. The one thing that they have to go to to make everything better. Problems, fantasies, support...
However, on the flip-side, I battle with myself of the idea that I am actually pretty cool. I'm gonna be honest, I sometimes think I'm a good time and I am worthy to be anyone's best friend... Yet I'm not. I have this constant fight with myself that I am worthy, then I'm not, then I am, then I'm not.
I don't understand why I have this war with myself. I don't have many friends (then ones I do are online) and just recently, I found out a guy I really really liked, is dating someone (who I believe is... get this... 'better than me in every possible way') and I just cut off all ties with him and refuse to talk to him at work. I can't even look at him because I thought we were that close and I was completely wrong.
One other thing about this guy is that I thought I finally found my little nook. I found somewhere to belong. Some people to be nerds with, because I'm a hardcore gamer who is 'cool' to talk to, but I just can't seem to 'become one' with their little pack. I am completely frustrated and it's to the point of me finding another job, praying that the art school in Philly takes me, and move without a word. So I guess you can boil it down to 'running away'. I have no idea how to deal with it, handle it, or fix it. I don't see how I can.
With alot of my life, I have always struggled with the idea that I was never good enough. I wasn't good enough to have friends, have a boyfriend, be smart enough to get the job I want, or just be successful overall.
I am 24 years old. I have image issues about myself. I have people tell me that I am a pretty girl, however I know I could use some work. It's hard to look around on the internet and accidentally come across a picture of some really beautiful woman and look at ever single curve of her body. Every stretch of skin, the curl of her lip, the length of her legs... It's hard for me to accept the idea that there are prettier women out there. I have it lodged, like a wooden steak in the head, of the idea that I wont be someone's number 1. The one thing that they have to go to to make everything better. Problems, fantasies, support...
However, on the flip-side, I battle with myself of the idea that I am actually pretty cool. I'm gonna be honest, I sometimes think I'm a good time and I am worthy to be anyone's best friend... Yet I'm not. I have this constant fight with myself that I am worthy, then I'm not, then I am, then I'm not.
I don't understand why I have this war with myself. I don't have many friends (then ones I do are online) and just recently, I found out a guy I really really liked, is dating someone (who I believe is... get this... 'better than me in every possible way') and I just cut off all ties with him and refuse to talk to him at work. I can't even look at him because I thought we were that close and I was completely wrong.
One other thing about this guy is that I thought I finally found my little nook. I found somewhere to belong. Some people to be nerds with, because I'm a hardcore gamer who is 'cool' to talk to, but I just can't seem to 'become one' with their little pack. I am completely frustrated and it's to the point of me finding another job, praying that the art school in Philly takes me, and move without a word. So I guess you can boil it down to 'running away'. I have no idea how to deal with it, handle it, or fix it. I don't see how I can.