I have never felt so alone than I do right now.
I have so many good friends.
I have the best boyfriend I’ve ever had.
I have great professors and parents.
And yet I’ve never felt this alone, even with all that.
I have mentally been the healthiest that I have been in years.
Physical health, too, since before college.
And yet, right now, I can’t stop crying.
And I feel very alone. I have all these people I could talk to, and the only person I really want around is my best friend in the world.
This isn’t an insult to anyone I know. I love you all very much.
But usually, before, during times like these…
She was there.
And I know I was there for her too.
And it sucks for both of us when we hit these lows.
But hey, writing is my thing, and I wrote a thing.
And now I’ve stopped crying.
So, I guess I really only needed myself.
Saved by the written word again. Thank God.
Now what the fuck am I going to do for dinner?
“Pick yourself up bitch, and get the fuck up.”