Do you ever just feel like nobody cares? Not that nobody loves you or even likes you. But they just don’t care. They don’t care enough to listen to your stories past the first two sentences without interrupting you like you weren’t even talking.
You have to wonder…Jesus Christ, am I really that boring?
I don’t know. Four years ago, I could have twelve different people listen to me at once. I could command their attention just by speaking. And then some shit happened and I just changed. I wasn’t myself for a while, and then when I got myself together again, it was like I was watered down. Lost some of my flavor.
For a while I figured it was just with certain people, but after today…I just don’t know. And maybe a big part of it is I just spend too much time in my head, too much time on introspection and just generally being self-absorbed. Maybe I just can’t read my audience anymore.
Then again, your fucking family should care what you have to say no matter what.