I'm...on step from completely just...breaking down. I'll be honest. I'm hurting so bad, I can't stand it. I hate hurting this much. I *hate* hurting so much. Everything seems to be going...so...bad lately. Today was Val's baptism. Yeah. I had to go--mainly because it was at the end of church so...I really didn't have much of a choice, y'know? Two of her friends, Vickie and Jackie, attended. Vickie and Jackie: called me a bitch more than once, lied to me, stabbed me in the back, and a lot worse. So they were there. Val was there.
...And I brought Joey to church. He wanted to go to see Val's baptism because he's still close friends with her, apparently, and Vickie and Jackie too. (For those of you who don't know the entire story, I'll summarize briefly... Val used to be a close friend of mine, before I introduced her to this guy friend who I've liked for over 2 years and then...she turned into a rabid dog, turned on me and quite literally stole Joey away from me and cursed me out and just...wrecked every little shred of my self esteem. That's the brief, less-detailed version of what happened.) Joey wanted to see her baptism, so he arrived at my house really early and we brought him to Sunday School and church with me and my family.
Everything was going...so....great before Sunday School started. Joey had sat down at the piano and started to play that Death Cab for Cutie song "Passenger Seat" and he was singing it and just....smiling and looking at me and watching me the entire time he was, and that made me feel so...important, so special. (The day before he had really hinted he really liked me. He said that he had written something in his journal about me but was afraid to say what it was because he didn't want it to change the friendship and he said it was personal and he wasn't ready to tell me yet.) I mean, everything was going great. And then...Val came. And...Joey completely ignored me after that.
After Sunday School, Joey instantly went right upstairs, without me, to see Val's two friends Vickie and Jackie. He left me standing there on the stairs waiting for him for a few minutes before I realized he wasn't coming back. So I finally went downstairs and entered the Sanctuary from the basement-up and that's when I saw Joey was sitting with Val and Vickie and Jackie. He just...completely blew me off. I went back downstairs into the basement for the first half of the sermon and just...cried and cried and cried. And then I went back upstairs and cried and cried and cried even more.
Joey completely blew me off after the sermon and after the baptism. He went right downstairs with Val and her friends and just...completely excluded me. And it hurt because just on Friday he was saying how much he hates it when his friends exclude him from a large group and leave him standing in the corner alone. And that's exactly what he did to me. I cried when I got home. I cried and cried and cried.
I have no self esteem.
I have no self worth.
I don't like myself.
I don't know why Joey doesn't like me or why Joey doesn't talk to me anymore. I don't know why he ignores me.
I have no confidence. I'm not pretty. I'm not attractive.
I hate myself.
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crushedCurrent Music: H.I.M.--"Heartache Every Moment"