It's interesting how I went from having social anxiety about joining this specific group all the way to being thrown out and socially rejected by them. Why do they ignore me when I message them even? Where are their ****ing balls? Why not confront me and tell me what the hell is up? Well at least I have ovaries. It's fine, I feel better if I don't become so enmeshed with them anyway, I'm too easily influenced and can become enmeshed and forget myself in groups or in relationships. It's funny, very funny.
I don't want to tell them what I am doing every single day, as it was how we were doing things, because that's how it was at the Social Anxiety Institute. My ****ing daily journal, my ****ing "proactivity report". Sometimes it's better to be an independent loner, because that's what you become anyway, there's no real groups out there unless you give yourself up completely because you're a ****ing coward and want to fit in. That's the only way to fit in, you become no one, you become them. No thanks.
There's too much gossip in groups and disgusting personalities. And my bipolar has nothing to do with it, even better for being bipolar that I can be a ***** and refuse their bowing and scraping. Imagine that, a social anxiety group actually judging you and guess what social anxiety is real! Here it is! They're causing social anxiety for me, especially in the form of social rejection, their accumulation of disgusting personalities, their silent treatments, and judging.
Is it really that hard to reply to me? Even on this website, is it really that hard to read my review and reply, show me you have balls? I have ovaries and I am ready to be harvested and no one ****ing wants it! Well, at least I learned something about groups now, especially for specific disorders, ****ing they're ****ing causing this disorder. Maybe not in the beginning because it's like new, like a dating/relationship, you know how in the beginning everyone is on their best behaviors. But as times goes by, all this gossiping and judging and the way they treat you, ugh, then it ends finally, like ghosting, okay bye ***************.
Whatever, I am an individual and I feel much so much better, alone, loner life. I have so much proof that I am a loner. It's obvious that other people cause me/us to be this way. Other people, hmm, maybe I should use it, this social anxiety disorder, to keep me away from these mothersuckers. Wow, imagine that, imagine you can use your disorders to save your ****ing life. Thank God! God, if you exist, I ****ing love you. Why cry and be depressed when your disorders are your saving grace? Haha, I ****ing love my disorders now and forever and I am ****ing happy.