ONE BIG BLOB!

Feeling forgotten by friends really fucking sucks. Especially when you're dealing with depression-- it definitely makes you feel worse. Worse than angry words is silence. Angry or hurtful words can at least allow a person to feel anger in response, whereas silence and ignorance help to create a maddening state of uncertainty and self-doubt. Nebulous, unsure, dangerous. That's when the worst thoughts creep up. Social media makes it worse; without it, you are guaranteed to be forgotten entirely, but with it, you get to watch the rest of your friends not think about you together. It really fucking bugs me too when a friend says "I support you"-- the fuck do you mean by that, are you just fond of wasting words? Expending breath and moving your tongue and lips to form the necessary sounds composing the words "I support you" is one thing, but actually checking in (much less responding to a series of unanswered texts over the course of days), actually inviting a person to social functions, actually taking the time out of your self-overbooked schedule to spend some time with a friend is another thing entirely. Words are practically useless. Good intentions are fucking useless. Being thought of, being included, being invited are so goddamn important to a person's ability to deal with mental illness. Goddamnit I miss having friends.