谁能听见我的心声。谁是我真正的朋友。我不笑了，有谁知道，有谁关心。累了，真的觉得活着很累。哭了。活着有什么意义？
It's so difficult to find friends that click, that back you up.
I speak up for all my friends, but when times are bad I feel that I
don't have anybody. Why must everyone backstab each other, why
can't we be more understanding? Why can't some people just enjoy
the silence, why think that there's something wrong with people who
don't talk? Why can't some extroverts understand that talking
sometimes is tiring, and that I'm not trying to be rude.
I also hate it that I'm like that. People say to my face that
I'm anti social, weird, too quiet, double faced, few friends.
Already tried not to be affected, appear oblivious but sometimes it
gets too much. It's always like this. Feel depressed, then try to
be happy, then down again like times like this. When will it
freaking stop.
It's affecting me, affecting my studies, friendships,
family,cca. I confess. I switched school because of this but the
whole cycle is repeating. I'm so weak I hate myself.
I tried accepting myself. i really did, but it just doesn't work
in this world
I understand how you feel.
I am in this situation before.
Help colleagues, listen to colleagues woes.
When you need help, all keep quiet. Very selfish indeed.
That is why I hv learnt something, dont help too much.
When you learnt new trade, dont teach your colleagues.
In work I seldom talk. I do my things, when tired, I go drink
coffee or surf a min net or read story book.
