My life is a mess. A big, tragic mess.
Okay it’s not really such a mess. I suppose that, for someone watching from the outside, my life is nothing special. It’s an alright life. And it is. My life is alright, I suppose. It’s the inside that is a mess.
My emotions are all over the place. I feel like crying, yet I can’t cry. I feel happy, yet I feel sad. It’s still better than being disconnected from it all, though.
I am not sure what I’m doing, and I am not sure what I should be doing. I feel quite confused about a lot of things.
On a happier note, however:
I’m being more social than usual. I’ve been spending more time with my friends. It feels rather nice.
I feel like I’ve really bonded with two of my friends over the past couple of days. I’ve learned that they are actually here for me, more so than I used to think. I showed them what I really feel, and their response made me so happy. They helped me realise that I actually don’t need to go through everything alone. They let me know they’re here for me, no matter what.
I am not alone. And neither are you, whoever you who is reading this is. If you feel alone, look around and you’ll see someone. I am sure of it.
We are not alone on this planet filled with people.
Stay happy, stay awkward.
awkwardgirl99 