90 days…
It’s been a while I know. But the feelings are still there. Just had a few extra days of feeling like crap.
I’m mad at my uncle for going through something i was so wanting to do. Since he did it I don’t want to stress my mom out with more stuff to do.
I feel so alone. Like when people ask me to eat lunch with them, they are secretly not wanting me to come. I feel like an outsider, like I will never have a real friend.
I just want to be alone. That way no one will know. It’s just lonely this way. I don’t want people to know the struggles I go through. I just want to sleep and never wake up.