Who they made me

I am who they made me
I was a normal kid, some temper problems at a young age, trying to be funny. Kinda cute, but nothing out of the ordinary.
Then one day it was somehow decided that I was weird, almost insane.
I didn't fit the part, but over time they came to expect it so much that I started to give it to them.
Why? Because I love seeing other people happy. I can never stand it when someone near me is sad, it hurts me, it makes me want to make them laugh, so that I can stop hurting.
So that they can stop hurting.
It doesn't matter if they really like me or not, as long as I can make them laugh, as long as I can put on a good show and see them happy, I am happy.
If I ever made someone cry, I don't know what I would do to myself. It would not be right, for me, someone so invested in being the entertainer, removing the pain, to become the pain itself.
So even though they did not really like me, I became what they wanted.
Just a little bit crazy. Just a little bit insane.
Just a little bit tired, of being stuck in this role for so long, and yet completely unwilling to leave it.
I can't do it. I am stuck like this for life.
Gildron, the entertainer.
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Y'know, I really get
Y'know, I really get this.
I'm stuck in my Usagi role; not necessarily the entertainer, expect to certain people--but to a point where I can't be spontaneous or suggestive because that's not me, to them. And it's damn hard to break free of the double chains of their expectations and mine.
Hehe, one nice thing is that
Hehe, one nice thing is that I can be as spontaneous as I want.
It is totally expected if I suddenly decide to jump out of a window (not hight up, obviously.) Or do something else of a random level.
Ditto. The other day there
Ditto.
The other day there were some glasses lying on a table at school, and I said, "I wonder these will break if I push them off the table."
So I pushed them off of the table.
and one broke into small shards.
and then had to vacuum it up.
Congrats, Zoom.
Congrats, Zoom.
Recently Greenie decided to spin and skip and sing down the halls, and I charged after her. I think I got more weird looks than she did.