guys the moment i watched his miraculous debut i nearly believed an angel descended upon me to bring me to the pearly gates from the sheer SHOCK
in case some people havent caught up he is in fact the dearly missed 1 reply
I cant believe rhe cursed day has finally come in which i am forced to turn to mangago in such dire-ish straits. also forgive me for this post riddled with typos its 1 am and im miserable.
my friend group consists of seven ppl, including myself - 6 girls and 1 guy, whom has essentially been welcomed in as an honorary girl. of them, only this other girl and i are extroverts, and the rest are introverts.
while i understand they all have their own lives and stuff etc, we're in highschool and there is quite literally no good reason for them to be this busy - barring other extrovert girl who tutors daily. and im aware ibtroverts dont reach out oftrn (sources are othet introverts and myself being a former one heehaa!!), im the only one who initiates half the stuff in this gc, and they never reciprocate even a fraction of my energy, despite me always confronting them abt it.
if i type out a full paragraphs worth of texts , say for an anecdote, ill receive only 2 words and an emoji approx 1 day layer - this is if im lucky!! and ik they read it bc irl ill retell the story under the belief theyve not seen it, yet they claim to have already known it. rheir flimsy excuses are "idk whay to say" and the like, but cmon. have some empathy here, my friend. rhey always seem to eespond instantaneously if someone else texts, so whay the hell?? plus if they need help, theyll ask immediately and just ignore my entire slab of words dieectly above. ugh
and im sure they dont dislike me, so whay on earth should a girl do here? please lend some support bc the only option in my mind is to ghost them, but knowing these idiots thatll only dig my grave deeper and sucessfily choke the dredges of life outta tjis gc amen sned me ur hopes and peayers god bless
Some context: its not my phone. It's my mum's second phone, which means she still uses it. I told my dad about it the night it happened, at an evening party, which my mother did not attend. And, I spilled water on the phone. I told my dad, and he put it in a bag of rice grains when we went to his house. My parents live seperately.
The next afternoon, I returned home to my mum's house, and mega panicked. The phone was not turning on. Yikes. The day after, in the morning, my father called to ask if the phone was working. I lied, because my family was around.
I need to know what to do. I don't have my own phone to call my dad, and I'm afraid of what will happen when my mother finds out. The stress is real, I cannot sleep - I only think about what will happen. I just dream of solutions but nothing happens.
