Why do so many people fake care?
This is a weird one but stay with me. So many people fake care. Like so many people fake care. By that I mean that they pretend to give a damn when it suits them. They only care when you’re at your breaking point, or when they need to pretend to care. Not when somebody really needs it. For example, like 2 years ago, I broke down to Charlotte over snapchat, and the only way she showed any help was by inviting me to a sleepover that was already happening. A pity invite. Then she stopped caring. I told her stuff even Kai doesn’t technically know. Now she doesn’t care. Nobody does. They only talk about their problems. Again, using Charlotte as it’s relevant. She is seeing her mum on Thursday (8th November) but she’s super bitter about this. I completely understand that she is upset about her mum moving away, but you cannot bitch about her then hang out. It’s too faced and I just don’t like it. I would kill for a parent who travelled hundred of miles to see me, pay £1000 for me and friends to go away, pay phone bill and still makes an effort to be a mum; not the best mum I will admit but still. I listen to so many problems all the time and it’s so exhausting. As I’m typing this, I feel like I’m saying I too much again. Still haven’t got over that. Probably never will. But in general, people only care because they have to. You can’t really say to get over it – especially professionals today. On the NHS website, it says that if you feel suicidal or have urges to self-harm seek help immediately. But I did. Twice. Nothing. Two professional DOCTORS FROM THE NHS did nothing. They knew how bad I was but did nothing. Why? Because I’m young. I don’t know what I’m feeling. I’m too young to understand. That’s fine. I’ll just keep cutting and starving until somebody actually decides to help me. Probably won’t happen. Genuinely feel like I’ll be like this forever. I’ve asked for help. Two friends know that I’m not the best (more than self-deprecating jokes) along with two doctors. Obviously, I’m not messed up enough to need help. I’m sure it won’t be long before I’m a complete mess…