Dear CFC, facebook and klab.lv
I'm fed up, so this will be a rant. It is about self-esteem. I have got none. Zero.
Recently I wrote an autobiography about my recent 6 years. The girl I mentioned there, Diana, she was one of the central points. I met her in 2012, probably. We were pen-friends for a long time. I saw her blog in klab.lv and she seemed very depressed, so i wrote her to cheer up and to tell her to seize what opportunities she still has. She wanted to meet me in real life or i just wanted to meet her, because she seemed desperate.
Anyway. We met and i thought we were friends. In my bio, i told/wrote everything that i have felt towards her and still feel to this day. I basically told that i love her as a friend. I love her very much.
Early in 2014, we got into a very loud quarrel while she was at my place. She told me to forget her if it's better for me, but to try to "love" her one last time. I couldn't do either. She was and always will be a friend. i don't sleep with friends. And i don't forget friends.
I totally felt like cutting after that quarrel. Instead i dyed my hair black.
After i published my bio on fb, she messaged me in a very angry tone to delete everything about her.
Like as if she wasn't a part of my life. Like as if she didn't write those hundreds of messages earlier. Like if we hadn't met in real life. Like if she didn't eat my food which i made for her when she came over many times earlier in spring of 2014.
She wants me to forget her? Ok, i can try that. But i can't pretend she doesn't exist. She has made a big impact on my life - my relationship with mom had worsened, my relationship with a sister could be better.
I know it is all my fault, it always is. There is no justice to earnest people who want to help someone like her, who claims to be without parents or relatives.
Did i not trust her? Did i abuse her? Did i take advantage of her?
No. I listened to her story. I gave her food and comfort when others weren't near. And now she wants me to delete the part in my bio where I say she is dear to me. She didn't even explain herself. She was so angry in the messages. She even cursed at me for mentioning her.
What have I done? Giving food and a shelter to a stranger is a crime?
I cut my black hair yesterday.
It is a new beginning of still trusting strangers.
I don't care anymore - you can take my everything. I got nothing anyway - mom doesn't speak with me anymore.
Today is the first day. I got nobody, but an elderish woman i rarely meet in the cemetry. She likes to talk with me now and then.
I have got no church, no friends who ask me "How are you" and my relatives, except for mom and two sisters, are dead.
This is a day i can say for sure - i will get a stable job and not bother with women anymore, unless they approach me first.