Outcast, reject, looser. That's all I've ever been in life and that's all I'll ever be. So I was thinking, that when people get to know the real me they turn away, that's a given. But I had been romanticizing the reasons behind people turning away from me one they got to know me. It's not that I'm too disturbed, it's not that my thoughts scare people, that my perpetual sadness depresses people. It's nothing nearly that exciting, it's the fact that I'm annoying. When people know the real me, the realize that I'm immature and clingy, that I have unresolved abandonment issues and I'm starved for love and scared of death. If I were the rest of the world, I wouldn't like me either. Next is dealing with this issue. Any ideas?