Violent, withdrawn, inflexible, depressed, unhappy, cruel, insensitive, and foolish; these I knew very well. Timid, simple, insecure, ignorant, irrational, distant, chaotic, impatient, embarrassed, panicky, and passive; these I knew, but didn't pay so much attention to. I've been called backwards, stuck-up, a b***h, a b*****d, evil, wrong, a liar, arrogant, a coward, stupid, selfish, hostile, lowly, close-minded, sarcastic, brash, thoughtless...so, so many more. Read those carefully, and agree. You've all seen it.
I've seen it too. I've been confronted multiple times recently, and basically it's been set in front of me to change or suffer the consequences. Consequences? Being completely and utterly wrong in every way isn't a consequence enough? I know what I am, and I am what I know. Isn't that simple enough? That I don't want to change, and you'll have to beat the change into me like how I am was? I honestly don't think I could tolerate myself if I wasn't these things. These horrible, dastardly, screwed up things. I couldn't live with myself if I wasn't, and I couldn't tolerate life. I've been tolerating life for a very long time now. I don't know why people don't understand. I'm old and I've lived my life. I've done all I ever wanted to do; everything else is just some whimsical, silly afterthought that I really have no intention to persue.
You want me to change. The only way that works to function, I need to change. I need to go out into the world and frolic and be merry; to try new things that really have no appeal to me. Don't you think there's a reason I've nearly stopped talking to people all together? That I'm content with how my life is, as pitiful as it may be? I'm sick and tired of the hope that people insist I have, when I've forsaken it and entirely given up. Given up. Need me to repeat? I've given up on it all, and I'm better for it. Ambition, dreams, happiness, life, living, growth...why can't I just exist? I don't care if you find it sad. I want to just exist, and be content. I don't need anything more. Not these silly, petty things that people insist I have or I'm not worth even talking to.
Well? Then stop talking to me. Accept I'm content where I am and in the place I'm at, disregarding and destroying my affections as they turn up, and leave me behind already. If I'm not even worthy of life, well that's my problem and not yours. I'm really just damn tired. School is my retreat, I enjoy homework, I like my repeditive, meaningless life, and I don't care that for the rest of my life I'm determined to be alone and just exist. What's so hard to get about that? Isn't it plain and simple? You call me simple and stupid, so obviously you understand what I'm saying. I will always deny you. I will always be difficult, stubborn, and backwards. I won't accept these 'higher values' and pointless, useless things you offer me. I have no use for them, and your constant attempts to install something into me are worthless. Just as much as me. Accept the truth of the matter and let it die. I don't want to improve, and I don't want to change. I hate change, and I won't be dragged around and destroyed simply because it's the right thing to do. I will live the way I feel fits best.
DarkRybrin · Wed Dec 19, 2007 @ 07:31am · 6 Comments |