Because I have no idea for a topic and I’ve become less and less………should I say ‘personalized’? Yeay, it actually means what I think it means! (Just searched it). I am listening to a podcast and I was just about to write on politics again and I stopped. No! If politics was a school-subject, then I wouldn’t be so interested in it anymore.
I used to write such abstract things about myself. Nothing quite specific. Just fire off immediate, random thoughts and then….edit all the very, very weird parts out. In my blog, that is. And now I’ve become so invested in politics of other worlds, especially India, US, Russia, Turkey and Syria. Especially Syria. And I used to save so many pictures in my drafts to share on my blog. And just look at who I’ve become because this is the picture I have in my drafts-
And I’ve decided to just get out of discussing politics as much as possible with other bloggers. Because it sucks when you’re being accused of believing in whatever you actually believe is wrong that THEY’RE accusing you of (Quite simple, right?). When they’re saying that it’s just your confirmation-bias when it’s you who think more of what the other person says then they do about your thoughts. When it’s you who end up crying a couple times, some things people can say because you prefer Hillary over Trump.
It’s silly because even this morning I was so anxious over what this person might think of my intentions, after the things they said. I don’t often see things in terms of ‘debates’ but on whether the other person knows I have GOOD intentions. And when I feel like someone suspects my intention, it shakes me up. It’s the reason why I apolozise to Mom when I don’t even agree with her just so she doesn’t get angry. I KNOW. I am a codependent whatever, I knew that since a long time ago :p
Anyway, there I was worrying about what they could think…….and then I see them posting such silly-happy posts on the same day after we had that discussions. And I was there being so serious about it all, but……do they forget or something? Do they not remember the serious things they said to me?
Or was I being overly serious? Because I f*cikng cried, is the cry-baby I am! And I see them being so cheery and I am like…
Dude, I have an anxiety disorder, I won’t talk about this anymore because…..no. Whatever, I shouldn’t talk politics with ANYONE unless they’re in front of me because……when someone’s in FRONT of you, they’re much more likely to be less accusation-al.
And I have maths exams tomorrow and I am listening to a podcast where the people are talking about STDs. I don’t have my life together at all. Anyway, how is your life going? lol
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