Confessions of a Geeky Girl

I don't know what's going on with me.  I never used to care if people liked me or not.  Blah, that's a lie.  I've always been one of those sad individuals who is desperate to have everyone like me.  I don't know why.  I guess it might have to do with the fact that I was horribly bullied at school and thought that if I were friends with everyone the bullying would stop but to try and be friends with everyone is impossible and bullying is something that will never go away.

Generally I am a very easy going person.  I do make friends easily.  Having said that, I also tend to open myself up to get hurt more easily than I ought to.  My natural paranoid streak (not helped by my inner Red Alert) has been rampaging lately.  I keep getting the feeling that I am being talked about and made fun of behind my back.  Really, if people had a problem with me I wish they would say something to me instead of just avoiding me or ignoring me.  It hurts more than if they were to outright say what their beef with me was.  Then, having said all this, I very well might just be imagining things.  I hope that's all it is and nothing more, but I do, at times, have an uncanny knack at getting a feel for these things.

I don't know.  All I do know is that it is starting to really get me down.