God, I’m so angry…
I’m angry at my parents because they should have known better. Because they should have raised me well. Because for all these years, my brother has been their son and I have only been their son’s brother. For God’s sake, he was 20 when I was 13! I needed them more than he did! But still, they were always focused on him. They still are and he’s 25 now.
I’m angry at my brother because, for some reason, he makes me feel so inferior… Because he’s prettier, straighter, happier than I’ll ever be. He may not have as many dreams as I do, but at least he lives his.
I’m angry at me, because I keep on giving up. Because I don’t have the courage to accept the things I can’t change, the power to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference. Because I’m not strong enough to survive.
I’m angry at my friends, because none of them (except for Lilah, my best friend) really knows me. They think they do, but they really don’t. I’m angry because they all are so open about gay stuff but they still can’t see what’s in front of them. And because I’m afraid I’ll lose them if they ever find out.
I’m angry at George, because he’s been tormenting me for more than 6 years. From the first time I met him, I liked him. I’m angry because he seems to like me too, but I don’t know if it’s my imagination. I’m angry because I think I’ve started falling in love with him again.
I’m angry at you. Because you really don’t know me but you still like me. Because you give me something I haven’t been given before: acceptance. Because you make it easier for me to like boys when I don’t want to. I’m angry at you because I like you.
I’m angry at the world because they don’t understand. They hate my kind, our kind, for no reason. They can’t see that hating a gay / bi person is like hating someone who has blue eyes: they didn’t choose it and can’t change it and it really doesn’t matter that much.
I’m angry at God, because He’s the one who put me through this. Because He made me the way I am and didn’t ask me first. Because I can’t help thinking that He doesn’t really exist, because no true God would discriminate like this: ugly people, pretty people, gay people, straight people, poor people, rich people… I’m angry because I can’t see his damn Grand Design.
I’m angry at life, because it’s so much better than death and yet death seems so god damn more appealing most of the time. Because life gives and takes, but it seems to prefer taking.
I’m angry at everything, because I feel angry and I can’t focus my hatred on something, because I don’t know whose fault this is.
God, I really need to get this out of my system.
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hmmm.... dont so anything stu
hmmm.... dont so anything stupid plz.
hmmm.... dont do anything stu
hmmm.... dont do anything stupid plz.
I'm glad that you did get it
I'm glad that you did get it all out. I hope that you feel better now. And if not, at least you'll have a nice list to refer to. Things will look up. Truly. Well, probably. You'll find your place in this world and everything will sort itself out. Good luck!
Indifference is the strongest force in the universe. It makes everything it touches meaningless. Love and hate don't stand a chance against it.
Angry
You should be angry about the world, it deserves to be hated. But just ignore it and enjoy what you can. Sorry for the shitty time kiddo
"Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suf-fer-ing"
I know what you mean...
I've been through a lot of the same feelings that you're going through right now. My parents are kind of more concerned with my siblings than me, too. Not extremely so, but enough to hurt. Like how they make a big deal out of my siblings' achievements, yet completely ignore mine. What helps me is to remember that I'm my own person and I don't need THEM to make me feel good--I can do that by myself. And they do put a roof over my head and food in my mouth and that's better than some people get, so for that I'm thankful.
My brother's the same way. He always manages to make me feel like I'm a lowly peasant and he's the king, even if unintentionally. Just be yourself and you'll be successful in your own way. You may not by his standards, but taking other people's standards as your own is always a losing play. Think of the American Revolution. If the patriots would've thought of themselves using British standards they most certainly would've lost because their seemingly overwhelming failure to meet those standards would've robbed them of hope. But they didn't. They completely ignored them and did their own thing and because of their belief in their way they won. Do the same with your brother and you'll feel much better.
Sure, some people hate homosexuals, but you can't let it get you down. The only thing worse than being ignorant is taking to heart the words of those who are. Are you really going to let a bunch of ignorant bigots make you feel badly? They don't deserve to reach their hateful goals and most certainly don't have the right to make good people feel like bad people. You have to fight! Don't go off attacking straight people now, lol, but rather fight within yourself. There was a quote by Gandhi that says something along the lines of, "To revolt against others you must first revolt against yourself." Keep on telling yourself that there's nothing wrong with being gay and eventually you'll believe it. Remind yourself that who you are is (whatever your name is...) and what you are is extraordinary. Every bit of you, which includes being gay. Don't let anyone else ever tell you differently. That thought is the common trait of all confident people.
And the comment continues! With the whole God thing, I believe that God is in our hearts and that's why there's prejudice, hate, poverty, etc. in the world--because people ignore God's voice in themselves and just like a neglected plant that hasn't been watered, God's love withers and becomes weak. If you want other people to listen to God and stop discriminating, then you're going to have to listen to him too. Another Gandhi quote...,"You must be the change you wish to see in the world."
Wow, that was a hella long comment! Well, hope it helped!
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"Those who dream by night, in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that all was vanity; but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes, and make it possible." T.E. Lawrence
Don't worry, I'm not gonna do
Don't worry, I'm not gonna do anything stupid. I know better than that. I just needed to write it down, say it out loud. See what's wrong.
Maybe I'm overreacting a bit. But I do feel kinda like this most of the time. I do feel angry.
I guess you could say I'm trying to learn how to live with myself?
Thanks for the really long comment, it was really helpful.
I just want somebody listening to what I say...