Warning: Extreme Self Pity Ahead.
Okay... I'm in a self-pitying mood, and I need to rant. If my rant pisses you off, you can go fuck a tree for all I care. It's in the rant thread.
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Just over a week ago, on Dec 21st, I turned 16. Only 2 people called to wish me a Happy Birthday. My Grandmother on my mother's side, and my brother. On Christmas, I had only one person call and say Merry Christmas and ask how I was doing, Dj. However, the phonecall with DJ consisted of me hearing his problems and playing Dr. Phil, giving him advice and helping home overcome his latest reason for low-self esteem. *Mommy made him break up with his boyfriend*
Tomorrow, New Year's Eve, my plans are as follows: Spending the day in my room, painting my door/window frames. Tomorrow night? Sitting here, on this computer, at this forum.
I know this sounds idiotic, but I'm 16 god-damned years old. I'm a sophomore in High School. Yet, in a two week period, my birthday, Christmas, and New Year's Eve passed, and only one friend took the effort to contact me, and even then it was for his own benefit. No one takes the time to invite me to a party, or even acknowledge my attempts to have a party. Two weeks prior to my 16th, I asked several friends if they would be interested in getting together and doing something. I never heard a word back.
Now, I know I sound like an angsty little teenager, and I know I've got it good financially, and family-wise, but I'm not complaining about that. I'm complaining about my lack of true friends. I'm tired of playing the psychiatrist with my friends, I'm tired of being the back-up buddy if no one else is around, and fucking HELL, I'm tired of being alone because my shithead friends can't even remember me on my BIRTHDAY. >.<
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