This is it.
I need out.
I never thought that I would want out of this place THIS badly… I can’t stand to see the people that I grew up with, turning on each other, hating each other. And then expecting me to take sides.
Don’t these people know that I don’t care? I don’t care about the shit they go through with others. I don’t care about what you THINK I should do.
I don’t care about your feelings.
It’s a hard truth, but that’s what it is. The truth.
Didn’t you know? The Memorial Service for my feelings was almost a year ago.
People mistake friendliness with genuine care.
Honestly, I feel nothing for certain people.
Nothing.
Am I a monster for it? Maybe. But I’m tired of hiding what I am.
I believe the term is sociopath.
Maybe it’s selective, maybe its seasonal. I have no idea. All I know is that I don’t care what people THINK I should feel. I don’t feel for things I don’t care for, and I don’t care for things I don’t feel for. Plain and simple.
So, I’ll leave all of you fighting and destroying each other.
I’ll leave from here and you’ll be lucky if some of you even see me again.
I can’t stand it anymore.
It’s time to cut what very few losses I have and start somewhere else. Maybe this time, I’ll do things right.
That is, I’ll stay away from everyone.
It’s best for me and best for those around me.
Don’t worry. I won’t keep in touch.
