but here it goes.
I'm only writing this because y'all deserve to know why i'm never online and don't really talk to anyone when I am.
My whole life has revolved around achieving perfection. I want only to be the sweetest daughter, most caring sister, and compassionate friend to everyone. I stay up until 3:00 in the morning to see my mom who works very odd hours. I search the house over for change to walk to the store and get dad a cupcake when i accidentally ate his. I always try to be kind and understanding towards my friends, and always stay on their side even when I think they're wrong. I work around the clock to make sure my dog didn't leave a mess for someone else to clean up. I fix everyone a cup of coffee in the morning before they get up. I babysit my nephew even though people look at me like I'm a slut because they default me to being his mother instead of his aunt. I keep my mouth shut when I disagree with someone, and let them have their way. I tidy the house while my parents are at work. I do whatever i can to make everyone around me a little happier. I try my damned hardest to make myself the perfect person to whoever. I do all this because I love them and I take pleasure in brightening someone's day.
Unfortunately I've recently discovered that I'm very far off from perfection. Until now I never knew how much I was wasting my time.
Because now all that I do is utterly ignored. Unless I mess up. Unless I fall short of that damn perfection. It's infuriating that for everything I do, every way that I let others walk all over me, the only thing anyone has to say about me is what I can't do.
I can't be a straight A student when I get 2-3 hours of sleep a night.
I can't always hang out with whatever friends i still have because I get NO social interaction. I'm always at home 24/7.
I can't house break the dog when no one wants to make the first step.
I can't train the dog not to do something when my father is so paranoid that he sees discipline as cruelty.
I cannot be a perfect "Sonic artist" because there is ALWAYS something that someone will point out as OOC.
I cannot agree with everyone because I am an individual with my own fucking opinion.
I can't be everything to everyone. And you don't know how much it kills me. It's like my life's goal to have only a positive effect on those I'm with. And I loathe myself for my shortcomings.
I know it's pointless but I also know that I shouldn't cry myself to sleep because I sick with myself morally after I ate a cupcake. Something there is just wrong.
Making others happy makes me happy. but then shit happens and someone isn't perfectly happy and I become miserable because I blame myself even when it has nothing to do with me. Even over the littlest things. I always blame myself, and I make myself physically sick with guilt when even one person isn't happy.
So do forgive me, but I'm doing my damned best. I'm becoming less active online because anything and i mean ANYTHING at this point could set me off.
God bless you all and see y'all later, k? Love!