I've been thinking lately about why people have to hide things from each other and not just say them out so their lives could be slightly easier. But I reflected a bit more, and realised that guessing is actually fun, in a way. You get to exercise your brain and fantasize. Also if everyone told everyone else their secrets, then obviously it would be a disaster for them. Like me. I happen to keep secrets from my parents.
Also, I happen to be a almost total social outcast. Oh, but I'm totally used to it. this has been happening to me since primary school, so why shouldn't it be happening now? Oh sure, I just happen to have an antisocial force field that I can't switch off. Why blame me? Of course, I could just blame myself and say: "Why couldn't you make a little more effort to be outgoing and friendly? That way you could make friends." The problem is, I think I'm outgoing enough already. I'd rather be friends with a dog or a cat than a human. They have their *sarcasm* fun little cliques already. Why should I try to butt in at this point of time? I tried to do something similar in year 1. Didn't work, and I'm not going to try it again either. I shall just continue being antisocial. Don't try to make friends with me until I decide to stop wallowing in my self-pity, OK. It's my own decision.
P.S. I hate my dad. I wish I'd pressed charges against him for child abuse.