Moja ostatnia znajoma właśnie wyprowadziła się do innego kraju i nie mam z kim wychodzić, a bardzo lubię polatać sobie na karaoke czy na drinka. Już jak wychodziłam z przyjaciółką miałam dużo nieprzyjemnych sytuacji i obawiam się, że mogą się zdarzać częściej jak będę sama. Jest ktoś w podobnej sytuacji i może podpowiedzieć?
Sitting alone on a bus stop? Oh the horror if you try to make small talk! Giving someone a passing compliment? Weirdo! Don't you dare even try to speak to a stranger if you don't want to be looked at like you're crazy. University seatmates are also out of the question, sit together in uncomfortable silence when it's literally more awkward to avoid conversation than to have it. For years! Don't ever talk!
It's driving me insane. I lived abroad for a while and this wasn't a problem at all. I could go out every night and find new friends and now I'm trapped in this cold hellhole of avoiding eye contact with every person I cross. I specifically choose bars and places I know foreigners frequent just to get that bits of social interactions I need, and yet people here try and convince me that this is an important part of our culture, that no one smiles because we're not like those crazy crazy foreigners, that dancing to music in clubs is cringy and so not like us, that we're so much better because you have to get to know us to find out we're fun. How do you get to know us? Hell if I know, but don't let anyone convince you that small talk is sometimes appropriate and needed!
I'm 19, currently looking for a job and a sitting duck in my parent's house which means I spend a looot of my time with my mom (she works remotely). I don't know why she suddenly decided it's time for us to become besties but she's talking to me about deeply personal things, about her struggles, about her mental health, past...The same person that would bully me relentlessly all my life and disregard all of my problems.
Now, she's also talking about her marriage, how she feels trapped, how it isn't happy, about all of her previous boyfriends, she even shows me pictures of them. Basically soft launching a divorce. She tells me all the ugly stuff about my father (as if I didn't know what kind of a person he was, I GREW UP WITH HIM). To be completely honest, I love and like my dad and I truly see how much better he is now than in the past. I have a pretty good relationship with him and I can see how he's also obviously struggling. They were both terrible to me but at least he changed, while she stayed absolutely the same, just sugarcoated.
I feel slimy and disgusted while she says those things to me. I feel too afraid to do anything else other than nod and smile but it really gets on my nerves. I hug my dad extra tight every time he comes home after her vents.