How To Save a Life

I've watched a lot of Grey's Anatomy, I admit. Well, up until my last favorite character had left in season 16 and I was stuck with the weird ones I didn't like as much. Anyway, I'll admit I never considered watching it until I started watching it with a girl I liked. Well, I liked her, she didn't like me at all, so I just watched it on my own (Screw you, Rebecca.)

When I'm feeling depressed, I admit that I've imagined myself being resuscitated by paramedics. It's one of the few scenarios I think about. Like, I collapse at work, paramedics come, and in my head is just this song and as dramatic as it sounds, I'm just seeing all the women I've had feelings for. It just makes me realize that I'm alone until the end.

No, I'm not happy for you

Something that really, really gets to me is that I have to be happy for some people. I don't want to be happy for certain people who've hurt me or have discarded our friendship for someone else. I know it's petty but I prefer to deal with it that way instead of faking a smile.

No, I'm not happy you found someone. I'm not happy you met someone online. I'm not happy you're spending time with them. I'm not happy you only talk to me when your boyfriend isn't around and you're bored. I'm not happy you're revolving your life on this new relationship when in reality, you've just shut off your social circle.

No, I'm not happy for you.