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It’s not Dislike, not Snobbery, just Uneasiness that makes me leave well intentioned messages                                                                      hanging. A question: Why do you even want to talk to me? A series of justifications: -We aren’t close, -We’ll never be close, -I have too many hang-ups -I hate casual conversation. A silent plea: Just stop trying, live your own life, give up, go away, I have nothing for you, you who can find others. It’s not you, it’s me. The truth is, I don’t particularly want new friends anymore. I can barely hold on to the ones I have.
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Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 9:47 AM UTC
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It’s not Dislike, not Snobbery, just Uneasiness that makes me leave well intentioned messages                                                                      hanging. A question: Why do you even want to talk to me? A series of justifications: -We aren’t close, -We’ll never be close, -I have too many hang-ups -I hate casual conversation. A silent plea: Just stop trying, live your own life, give up, go away, I have nothing for you, you who can find others. It’s not you, it’s me. The truth is, I don’t particularly want new friends anymore. I can barely hold on to the ones I have.
#isolation#communication
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anjana-rao
Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 9:47 AM UTC
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