It’s been a few years since I realize the friends I had made in high school weren’t really friends. I cut all of the people I thought were toxic to me out of my life. I’m only left with a couple friends, and sometimes I feel like I’m a burden to them. I struggle with depression. When I do find the strength to try to make plans with them, this is how it goes:
Me: “have any plans today, I’d love to get together!”
Them: “oh not yet, I’ll let you know later if I’m free.”
Then i don’t hear from them. This happens a lot. It’s like was my invitation to hang out not a plan? I feel like they want to see if something better comes along. And it always does.
I used to be fun. I used to enjoy things. Now I find myself doing everything alone. I have a lot of hobbies and do keep myself pretty busy. But it’s lonelg going to paint pottery and stuff alone while other people there are with friends.
Thanks for listening.