Aplunk1
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I only have one friend in this world... only one, and that's my youngest brother.
Everyone I know goes away, sometime.
On Myspace, I type in my old friends' names, and up come their profiles, leading happy lives, in college, with no hairloss, with no worries, with happy families, with promising futures...
I have none of this...
I try to convince myself otherwise, but I know in reality I really don't.
I have nothing...
With or without hair, I still am playing with a poor deck of cards... not that I'm mentally handicapped, but I have had a shitty upbringing, with violence, abuse, and ignorance surrounding me for the last 21 years of my life.
I understand that hairloss has been proven to have psychological ramifications on all individuals, but I don't even think that having hair will make my situation any better.
I have no friends, none, except my youngest brother, and a dog, which isn't even mine.
I spend time with girls, and other people, but we aren't friends.
Friends can joke and talk, and be there for each other, but not for me.
None of my friends can be there for me, or show up for my birthday, or understand the type of life I've had...
Sometimes I think it might be easier on me to quit school and go live in Africa, away from society, and devote my entire life to provide medical services to the ill and hungry children there...
It just bothers me because in the last few years of my life, I've had no friends, or at least, no friends that last 'til this day.
Is it just me, or do any of you suffer like me, from being an inept friend in a so-called "friendship?"
Everyone I know goes away, sometime.
On Myspace, I type in my old friends' names, and up come their profiles, leading happy lives, in college, with no hairloss, with no worries, with happy families, with promising futures...
I have none of this...
I try to convince myself otherwise, but I know in reality I really don't.
I have nothing...
With or without hair, I still am playing with a poor deck of cards... not that I'm mentally handicapped, but I have had a shitty upbringing, with violence, abuse, and ignorance surrounding me for the last 21 years of my life.
I understand that hairloss has been proven to have psychological ramifications on all individuals, but I don't even think that having hair will make my situation any better.
I have no friends, none, except my youngest brother, and a dog, which isn't even mine.
I spend time with girls, and other people, but we aren't friends.
Friends can joke and talk, and be there for each other, but not for me.
None of my friends can be there for me, or show up for my birthday, or understand the type of life I've had...
Sometimes I think it might be easier on me to quit school and go live in Africa, away from society, and devote my entire life to provide medical services to the ill and hungry children there...
It just bothers me because in the last few years of my life, I've had no friends, or at least, no friends that last 'til this day.
Is it just me, or do any of you suffer like me, from being an inept friend in a so-called "friendship?"