Social Interactions and Hero Worship

So paranoid, I've been hiding from the sun
I'm tired of being afraid of everything, and everyone
(I'm so tired)
No one cares, no one listens
Screaming words that you fake hearin'
No one cares
No one listens anymore
-No One Cares, Atreyu

So... I've been meaning to set up a blog for awhile, but never really got around to it. Let's see how well this goes shall we??

Today I took part in social interaction (though I must admit it was more of a social observation on my part). This is most unlike me, since generally I act as Devon's, occasionally vocal, shadow. And that's if I leave the house at all.
Anyway, I noticed once again how crazy attached I get to anyone who actually treats me like another human. All they have to do is make one small comment/gesture that shows they care that I exist at all, and I will pretty much worship them. It's really quite sad. It's no wonder that some of my friends in the past ended up treating me like a pet. Makes me kinda worried about their real pets though. A real pet can't get drunk, play a little strip poker and make it all go away. A real pet can't just leave when they're tired of being whipped. And yes I do mean that in the literal sense. Sometimes it scares me how much I rely on anyone who will tell me what to do, and how I can practically worship someone because they once asked me if I was okay... Good thing for them I am not actually capable of normal social interactions, they'd never get rid of me. Though I suppose some of them would probably take advantage of it, and I could just end up as a pet again. I don't even want to think about what some of the guys would try to do. I'd be worried, but it's not my job to worry about myself. Actually it's not really anyone's job (unless you count Devon, but I don't like it when he worries to much) anymore, since I stopped going to the councilor.

By now you probably think I'm crazy, and maybe you're right. But that's okay because most people I know are crazy to some degree. Anyway, that's what was going through my mind today as I walked home from escorting Devon partway to his house.

Stay tuned for more Pathetic Tales From A Broken Doll.

xx