Do you ever feel this sudden urge to be best friends with everyone around you? To be invited to all the lets-try-this-cute-little-restaurant-I-just-discovered dinners? Be the first one that everyone texts when they make plans to go to the pathetic but free stand-up comedy shows in the Village? To be the center of attention at every booze infested house party? I do. And it makes me feel miserable. I am a fairly social person with a few set of good, but not too close, friends. At least in this city. I go out pretty regularly with my friends. And I bail out at the last moment from plans pretty regularly too. That makes me just a regular girl, right? But sometimes in the middle of my very contented vegetative state of lying on my bed and watching crap on Netflix, I will scroll down my Facebook page, and I will see people's updates about this thing or that. And I will feel irritated with myself, because I was not invited to "this thing or that". I know that if I were invited to the said event, I most probably will be itching to get the hell out of there in 30 minutes. I will make some random excuse about having to visit a family friend in town and bail. I am surprisingly good at bailing out of gatherings where I am required to trudge along the extremely uncomfortable valley of small-talks, before the grassy plains of interesting conversations are reached. But still I will hear this weird little voice in my head going "Loser Loser Loser" for not being invited. I know this is not normal. Or maybe it is normal, but people don't talk about this "feeling left out syndrome" in public. Because, well, one must at all time appear super cool and of course telling others that you feel like a Loser at times is definitely the opposite of cool. Weird.
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