{"id":135,"date":"2004-11-05T02:17:19","date_gmt":"2004-11-05T02:17:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/?p=135"},"modified":"2004-11-05T02:17:19","modified_gmt":"2004-11-05T02:17:19","slug":"worry-myself-to-death","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/?p=135","title":{"rendered":"worry myself to death"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I sometimes worry so much about what people think of me&#8230;that I forget what\\&#8217;s important.<\/p>\n<p>Like right now, sleep.<\/p>\n<p>I am so worried that people think I am obnoxious and irritating.  That I am trying to be someone I am not.  And at times, maybe I am.  I always fake my way about alcohol.  Trying to be a know it all.  It\\&#8217;s just because I don\\&#8217;t want to be left out.  So I try to amend that by being&#8230;somebody I am not.<\/p>\n<p>No wonder I felt so uncomfortable during my first weeks here, I didn\\&#8217;t feel like myself.  And worse of all, I don\\&#8217;t know how it\\&#8217;s like to be myself anymore.<\/p>\n<p>A few days ago, I went for a walk in the cs buildings.  And it just felt so much better, walking by myself.  Exploring the building by myself.  Nobody to tell me what I should or shouldn\\&#8217;t do.  And it was peaceful.  But at the same time, I had this anxiety that I wasn\\&#8217;t supposed to be like this, that I was isolating other people&#8230;and that I would probably be missing opportunities that get me ahead&#8230;if I walked around alone.  and so I headed back to the classroom to be around people.<\/p>\n<p>Why this desperate need?  Why?  It bothers me that I always have this need to be accepted.  And so I sit here.  Trying to decide what happiness is.  And it\\&#8217;s not when I talk to people.  But it\\&#8217;s when I can feel like myself, feel comfortable with myself.<\/p>\n<p>I don\\&#8217;t remember the last time.  But maybe it was when I spent time with Chris in August.  Not Chris Wong.  But Chris Co.  I didn\\&#8217;t feel like I had to be funny, or smart.  I could be myself and that was good enough for him.<\/p>\n<p>I miss the time.  But not him.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I sometimes worry so much about what people think of me&#8230;that I forget what\\&#8217;s important. Like right now, sleep. I am so worried that people think I am obnoxious and irritating. That I am trying to be someone I am not. And at times, maybe I am. I always fake my way about alcohol. Trying &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/?p=135\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">worry myself to death<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-135","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-general"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/135","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=135"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/135\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=135"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=135"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/j.unoccupied.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=135"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}