On the worst kind of crazy.

I’m a bitch. More like a brat to be honest. I’m pretty sure my family has a history of being bi-polar (especially my mother) but it has never been diagnosed or treated. I think I inherited it. I’m just mean. I can’t put it any other way. I’m fucking selfish, spoiled and disinterested. I always easily make friends who really care about me and then, without realizing what I’m doing, I make them start hating me by treating them like shit. It’s just a matter of time. I’ve been doing this all my life. And I rarely feel bad about it if ever. I just don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me.

If it helps, I am the youngest of the family. I’ve always been the baby, catered to and all that shit. Maybe that’s why I’m so self-centered. And I know without a doubt that I got part of my attitude from my parents and older sisters. We’re a family comprised entirely of arrogant assholes, liars and cheaters and I’m not exaggerating. The sad thing is, I think I’m the worst out of all of them. But I realized this a long fucking time ago. I just don’t know how to change myself. I don’t know how to reconnect with people I’ve pushed away. I don’t know how to be nice and even when I fake it it doesn’t last very long. I’m sorry, I don’t know what the fuck kind of advice I’m asking for here. I just wanted to tell someone and I respect your opinion.

You’re not bi-polar. You’re a budding sociopath with a little malignant narcissism thrown in for good measure.

It’s probably better that you didn’t ask for advice, because there is none. You’re fucked.

Sucks to be you.


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