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It's really weird and sometimes scary how i don't care about the people around me. Family or "friends". It's like they're just there, won't make a difference if they weren't or if they suddenly aren't. The people i care about.. i can count them on my fingers. And it's weird bc more than half of them aren't around anymore. Some faded away while growing up, some left and some died. But i still care about them bc once i start caring idk how to stop. Even if they hurt me, idk how to move on from them. My idea of moving on not caring about and feeling indifferent about them. When i talk about the people i care about, i feel happy talking about good times and sad when talking about bad times. But others, I might smile, laugh even, while talking about good times bc that's a good memory and have a grim face while talking about bad times bc they're not good memories. But feel nothing, no happiness, no sadness, no anger, just indifference. And I think it's bad. How i could be talking about a great memory with my mom but I know i wouldn't care if that memory didn't exist. But i feel sad thinking what if I didn't have these good memories with my people, the people i care about. It's bad and scary bc i would die for the people who've hurt and left me simple bc i care about them but won't do shit for people who've done their best for me just as simply bc i don't care. I don't give a fuck about their efforts or their own care for me. Crazy how I won't stand by my brother against my mom even if he's the right one in the argument, neither would i side my mom but I'd stand by this girl living states away against the entire world even if she's wrong. I'd be wrong with her. I hate myself for it and it's a scary feeling but that's just how i feel. Probably need help.