I can’t remember the last time I was actually happy. How sad is that? People around me are reaching huge milestones like getting married and buying houses. I don’t even have an apartment. People who I thought were friends really aren’t. That hurts.
I’m tired of not having someone to share things with, especially when all my friends seem to have that someone now. I hate being the “3rd wheel.” It’s the most depressing thing ever. There’s a guy I like but I refuse to do anything about it. Anytime I go after a guy it never ends well and that has me scared to approach anyone now. It could be “3rd times a charm” or “3rd strike you’re out” and I just don’t want to even try or risk being hurt once again.
I don’t cry and I’ve cried numerous times since last week. I even tried the “Think Positive” approach and that lasted a day, if that.
I could go on and on about bullshit right now but I’m just too tired to even do that. Seriously, each issue could have it’s own post.






























































