Swings and Roundabouts

Sat comfortably? Because I’m going to rant … ish.

I invited 20 people out for my birthday, 4 replied, 3 actually came out. I think the universe is trying to tell me something …

I know people can be rude and arsey when they have a problem with someone, I will readily admit I am one of those people on occasions. But I also stand by the opinion that it’s better to tell that person once you have a clear idea of what you want to say. Not ignore their invite for THEIR BIRTHDAY. Clearly I had no idea if I’d done something or I wouldn’t be putting myself out there to feel like shit inviting them otherwise. I still don’t know now if I’ve done something.

I got sent home from work for bursting into tears and basically go in looking like I was on a death wish. I wouldn’t mind going so much, except I have to sit opposite two of the people that didn’t reply. All that was going through my head was “they don’t like me, they have a problem with me” and I panicked and had to get out of there as quickly as possible. I don’t know if I ‘ll go back tomorrow, I know I should, but some of me thinks time to myself to build myself back up to it all would be better (I know that’s a really long winded way of saying coward).

Thanks tumblr people, another rant off my shoulders. Also please note my February 7th upload, clearly I brought the whole birthday thing on myself by predicting it. See my worrying is for a reason, proof I’m not completely mad.

February 13th 2012