Oh yeah, a rant.
Well, I suffered a panic attack two days ago. Because social anxiety went into overdrive. And ironically I was in the hospital when this happened because my family wanted to visit my dad who recently had surgery. But of course, my family thinks I'm a bastard. My social anxiety is the reason why I don't do hospital visits and other shit. I'm mean, I'm trying to improve myself. I did manage to watch two movies by myself (which is a big accomplishment for me), but I just couldn't do it in the hospital. Besides, my family is never gonna understand. If the fact that I can't do a simple call to someone to book an appointment while they're there doesn't light any bulbs in their head, then nothing will light any bulbs in their head.
I mean, they caused my social anxiety and depression to begin with. They let the maid nag at me and defended her. They scolded for not serving in front of everyone in the church. They let my aunt get away with her threats. Also, this family is racist and I can't believe I survived all their ridiculous ideologies. I mean, I can't even use the word "stupid" or "idiot" without my parents saying "You are not allowed to swear." How is that swearing? Also, I can't perform simple tasks in front of people. That should be a big red flag. I didn't even bother going back to school for the past two months thanks to all this.
And then there's me being gay. No, my family and church don't know yet, but after reading about how certain gay teens are being sent to camps to be "fixed", I'm gonna shut up about my sexuality and pretend I'm straight. I was literally such a homophobe because of my upbringing and because I hated myself and I wish to God I could take back every asshole thing I said in the past. I only started accepting myself last year and I really wish I could tell all my high school friends who'd accept me. Because I was fazed a lot with the homophobia from the people I call friends even though they never knew I was gay, all because I wanted acceptance. If I say anything to those homophobes, the hate will just start coming. It's like I'm losing everyone. It doesn't help that my closest friends, the people that I can actually talk to without fear, are either not mature enough to understand or completely cut off from the Internet. And it sucks living my life.
And I got a lot off my chest. But I know this looks really needy and shit so I'm gonna anticipate more judging because my mind keeps thinking that way. Terrific.