sugarrush-77

I recently joined a small group at church. They seemed friendly. We started talking about God, and they seemed genuinely invested in their faith. I was excited. Then we were talking about community and spending more time with each other and getting to know each other. I was so down.

So the very next day on Monday I sent out a text to our group chat. I suggested that we volunteer at a nearby food pantry in the morning and eat lunch together. I had been there a couple times, and I was always overtaken by the warmth within the people that served there and the way they treated people that came to the food pantry for food and the volunteers that came to help.

Kakaotalk (Korean whatsapp/ wechat / whatever) has this feature where you can see how many people have read your message.

There were a total of 7 people in the chat, so when the number dropped to 4 and nobody responded, I was still okay. And then it dropped to 3, and my social anxiety started to kick in and I was imagining never showing my face at the church again, and then it dropped to 2, 1, and 0 by the time I left work.

I know it's not the most convenient hangout. You wake up at 6:30 A.M., walk yourself over to the train, then make your way to the food pantry, get there at 7:30 A.M., then you fucking starve till 12:00 P.M., get some lunch, and go about your day. Or in my case, go back home and sleep until 6 P.M..

This is an overreaction, but I just want to blow my brains out. I think I'm the only one without any kind of social circle in that whole entire group of people. I've moved around all my life, I just got to this new place for a new job 3 months ago, and I barely have friends here. I feel so embarrassed that I even tried to do this. Honestly, I should have asked people for when they were free, taken recommendations for what the group wanted to do, etcetera, but that kinda shit never works in my experience. Everyone wants something different, you can never find a time when everyone is free, and enjoying time with other people is more about the mindset you have going into it than anything else anyways.

I'm going to keep trying to make something happen, and I don't blame these people at all for not being free on a Saturday morning – you might want to sleep in for once, plan something with friends, or something. But I feel like such a loser for trying, and then having people just tell me that they aren't free or just ghosting me. Nobody's forced to wake up with me at 6:30 A.M. on Saturday and have the only thing to look forward to after it be a lunch with me.

This is a pattern in my life. Sometimes at work we'll talk in a group about what we did over the weekend. If there's ever side conversation happening during when someone's talking, it's always me. It makes me a little flush on the inside, and I don't even feel like talking anymore, because it feels like nobody even cares about what I'm saying anyways. I'd rather not talk then. I'm wasting my breath, and I'm wasting everyone's time.

I've been coding way more than I've been talking to anyone recently, and I'm not confident that people like me anymore. Before, I would just lie to myself that people did, and I would manifest it in the way I carried myself. But I'm not so sure anymore. I think everyone's too busy in their own lives probably to give any attention to me. I'm always worried that someone will hate me at work, despite the fact that it doesn't even matter if they hate me. I don't want to leave my apartment anymore. I don't want to see anyone anymore. I think I actually do, but also I really don't.

Marriage is what most people do, and well celebrated in Christianity. But celibacy is also seen as a gift in the Christian faith, one that allows you to dedicate your free time and life wholly to God. I've been walking the path of celibacy my entire life, and maybe this is it for me.

This blog post was over half a page ago. If I've learned one thing from writing for fun for many years and taking classes here and there is that you want to be concise, kill your darlings, and keep things as compact as possible. But I didn't want to stop talking, because I feel so damn lonely right now, and I'm not going to call someone at midnight to rant for thirty minutes. I'd feel a little bad about that.

I'm going to go to sleep. I want to go on vacation, and rot in my room. I just reread everything I wrote, and I sound like such a loser. I also got so much worse at writing. I'm a useless human being. The world with me in it is no different than a world without me. I wish people didn't look at me like I'm crazy for just being myself. Half the time I enjoy it because I'm desperate for any kind of attention I can get but the other half I want to disappear into thin air. I don't want to ever die because I'm selfish, but if someone killed me, it would probably be a net benefit for the world.

PS: Don't hate church people because of this one post. The people at my church are amazing. I'm just horrible at dealing with rejection and failure. I catastrophize frequently and I'm very neurotic.