Everywhere I go it feels like people just wants to bring me down, I know you think "Your just being paranoid" I know, but it usually is real. High School back then people would throw paper at me secretly during class or when I walk around and sometimes people would talk behind my back and I would wonder what do I got that makes them want to do this, I talk, I have friends and in class I wouldn't really make conversation I would always want to be alone peacefully but I can never have that truly. Now the present day after graduating it feels like this whole experience has given me a scar and to make it deeper I'm usually afraid to go to public places sometimes. My friends usually make fun of me, sure we make fun of each other but I'm mostly the butt of it all, everything we do they would target me sometimes for example if we WOULD play hide and seek I would always prob be the seeker, Marco Polo I'm the guy with my eyes closed. Your also probably thinking they arn't real friends but they are, they care about me but it just makes me feel inferior. This makes me feel if I'm not important like everyone, I'm inferior, maybe I'm not good looking, my self issues. I can stand up for my self but it feels like people don't see it that way and I'm just a dog.
Hello The Target,
Basically, you have low self-esteem, that's why people are "making fun of you". All you need is find ways to boost your self confidence, like get a new haircut, change the way you dress. Go ask your friends how you can make yourself look better.
It's true that making yourself look better can actually boost your self confidence.
Hope this helps, =)
The Target,
I'm guessing that from your experiences you have friends but you have not seen your friends outside of the mask that they wear. You see people as perfect, untouchable creatures that have no flaws or commit any crimes. You refer to yourself as a dog, meaning that you yourself feel inferior to these people and create this internal idea that you have no significance whatsoever. This in turn creates a mental scar, and creates a pit of despair that becomes greater, and greater, until you reach a point where the pit engulfs you.
Target, let me tell you something that will change your outlook on life forever. There is no pit. People are as dirty as they are kind and clean. Your friends pick on you not because you are inferior, but because they feel inferior. Because every day they fuck up in some way that gets at them. That eats at them so much that they feel the need to pick on you. We all have that feeling of wanting to show our self-worth and superiority, but they show it in a way that hurts you. It's not your problem, its theirs. Stop thinking that it's your problem, because it's not. It will never be your problem.
Target, you are not a dog. You are a flesh and blood human being with feelings, problems, and emotions. You are worthy to have a great life filled with wonderful possibilities. So you have no reason to fear your voice. If it bothers you, then you tell them to cut it out. If they come back for more, get someone to stop them, or just leave altogether. You don't have to put up with their shit or anyone else's shit for that matter. You're human like them. The playing field was leveled when you were born.
Target, you can manifest your heart's desires. Just believe in them, don't quit, and love yourself, man. Only you can create love for you, mate. Babes included. Or Hunks if you are a chick or swing that way.
Do the hardest thing and believe man. Get a counselor if you need one. And do your hearts desire. You can do it. I believe in you.
The name's Howard. If you need someone to talk to, we can meet up in a chatroom or something, just let me know.
It's been awhile I replied, and you have given me an answer nobody I know in real life could have said. Thank you Howard this makes me feel a little better of finding who I actually am in this world. I guess I gotta believe in my self more then anything else right now yes. I feel the one true special thing that most people couldn't have right now is having a heart.