Seriousness and stuff

I. Feel. Worthless.

Am I worth it? Are you? Who the fuck is?

Ginger Cook
2 min readOct 25, 2023


Photo by yns plt on Unsplash

Man, I don’t know.

I’m tired of being funny. Or trying to be funny.

I just want to talk.

Let us take a walk down memory lane.

When I was a kid, more like a teen, I had this constant need for more than what I was being given. My parents were amazing. I wasn’t abused, I was loved and nurtured and all that. But I was always missing something.

Somebody else was always more loved, or better liked than I was.

That’s how I felt anyway.

And I needed more. Desperately needed more.

I was a quiet, introverted smart ass. I had a few girlfriends, but really most of my friends were guys. But were they actually my friends? Nah, not usually.

They just wanted…well, you know what they wanted. And not because I was so insanely hot or anything like that. I think they could sense my yearning to be loved or needed or wanted and they used that to their advantage.

And then they dropped me.

The feeling when a friend suddenly starts asking for more than friendship and then drops you like a hot potato when you say no, or even when…



Ginger Cook

All the funny things please, they keep me from severe depression. If you like Pearl Jam and peanut butter, we might be soul mates.