my sweet boy.
it is hard for me to believe that there really are people out there that i will connect with. i fear that if i don’t believe this, i will just completely give up on life. i have tried to be a good friend, girlfriend, daughter, sister… whatever i can be.. but i have yet to see any results for it. i have a hard time being sympathetic to problems that aren’t really problems. i have problems of my own, just like everyone does. i work 3 jobs, none of which are permanent. a majority of my friends no longer live in my hometown. i am 700 miles from the one person who makes me happy and calms me down. i feel lonely a lot. the point is, everyone has their own problems, insecurities and everyone gets sad. you can’t burn bridges and hold grudges against those you supposedly care about. because in the end, you won’t have anyone to turn to but your own misery.
