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They called me crazy.
Laughed at me.
Mocked me.
Said I belonged in a mental hospital.
I fought back the tears and laughed it off, pretending to agree, joking around.
Pretending to not care.
Why did they call me crazy?
Because I made the mistake of telling them about my characters.
And my roleplay.
I thought one of them at least was my actual friend.
But no...
They mocked my characters, verbally ripping them apart.
They made it seem like a game crazy people played.
They don't understand.
They don't understand how it helps me.
It's one of the few things keeping me sane.
My roleplay and my writing.
When reality gets too much, I turn to roleplay.
What's wrong to speaking to people who love what I love?
Would they rather I cried?
Would they rather I hurt myself?
What I do isn't unhealthy.
It's writing and creating my own world to escape the bitter, tough world of reality for a few hours.
Why can't they see it's helping me?
Because i'm NOT crazy!
Laughed at me.
Mocked me.
Said I belonged in a mental hospital.
I fought back the tears and laughed it off, pretending to agree, joking around.
Pretending to not care.
Why did they call me crazy?
Because I made the mistake of telling them about my characters.
And my roleplay.
I thought one of them at least was my actual friend.
But no...
They mocked my characters, verbally ripping them apart.
They made it seem like a game crazy people played.
They don't understand.
They don't understand how it helps me.
It's one of the few things keeping me sane.
My roleplay and my writing.
When reality gets too much, I turn to roleplay.
What's wrong to speaking to people who love what I love?
Would they rather I cried?
Would they rather I hurt myself?
What I do isn't unhealthy.
It's writing and creating my own world to escape the bitter, tough world of reality for a few hours.
Why can't they see it's helping me?
Because i'm NOT crazy!
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I'm.
Not.
Crazy.
I hate being mocked.
I find it hard to trust people in reality because they're so fucking cruel to me the majority of the time.
And people wonder why I go online so much.
Not.
Crazy.
I hate being mocked.
I find it hard to trust people in reality because they're so fucking cruel to me the majority of the time.
And people wonder why I go online so much.
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People are stupid. And suck. HARD.
Ignore the people who say you're crazy sweetheart and put the energy it took to be their 'friend' into your characters. You'll become a best selling author and be able to rub their nose in it.
Ignore the people who say you're crazy sweetheart and put the energy it took to be their 'friend' into your characters. You'll become a best selling author and be able to rub their nose in it.