Some days feel like a bunch of emotions crashing into each other. I wanted peace, maybe a little validation, and instead I got weird questions, loud assumptions, and people not even trying to understand me. So here’s my rant — not polished, not perfect. Just honest.
🧠 Table of Contents
- 👥 Someone I Thought Was a Friend
- 😤 I Am So Tired of Explaining Myself
- ❓ That Question in Class
- 📚 Assignments and Expectations
- 🌀 Weird Feelings I Can’t Name
👥 Someone I Thought Was a Friend
I met someone online last week. We talked, and I felt good. That’s rare. It felt safe. But then it all got messy — people around us started saying things, watching things. Suddenly what felt calm started to feel tense.
- I just wanted a real, respectful connection
- Instead I got stares and whispers
- I wish people would let me enjoy things quietly
😤 I Am So Tired of Explaining Myself
I’m tired of people who don’t even try to understand me. It’s not my job to explain every part of myself just to be left alone. So I’m keeping my distance now — and it’s not about being rude. It’s about protecting my space.
- I don’t need to be “fixed” or “figured out”
- People make fun of things they don’t understand
- I don’t want to keep defending my peace
❓ That Question in Class
At school, a boy who likes me sat beside me. Then someone behind us asked if I’m bi — loud, awkward, and in the moment. I said yes, but I didn’t expect him to run out the door like that. I still don’t know if he was shocked, happy, embarrassed, or just weird.
- Why ask me that in public?
- Why make it a joke?
- Why run away after I answer honestly?
📚 Assignments and Expectations
I missed writing one paragraph in my assignment because I was busy fixing things — and I *had answers*. Still, I felt bad for not being complete. Thankfully, my teacher said it’s okay. But that moment still sat heavy in my chest for hours.
- I always feel like I need to be perfect to be enough
- Even when it’s not a big deal, my brain treats it like failure
- Why does one paragraph ruin my whole day?
🌀 Weird Feelings I Can’t Name
Everything lately feels like a feeling I can’t name. Like maybe I’m okay, but not really. Maybe I’m being seen, but not heard. Maybe I’m wanted, but not understood. I don’t even know what I want from others — just… peace, I guess?
- I don’t want more drama — just softness
- I don’t want big scenes — just someone who stays
- I don’t want to guess how people feel about me all the time
This was messy, but I needed it out. If you’re reading this and feel the same — confused, called out, drained by people who don’t get you — I see you. It’s okay to rant. It’s okay to not explain everything. It’s okay to just be tired.
