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Sometimes I really hate my life.
I just started crying because I couldn't get my bracelet off my wrist. And it's stupid. But one thing happens and then every little thing sets me off. And it's even worse because no one freaking notices. I don't look like I just cried. I mean, yeah, it was just a few quiet tears, but still. No one in my family is going to ask me what's wrong. No one's going to walk over and give me a hug. And even if they did, I'd just say “I'm fine” or “I'm just tired” and would they push and get me to talk about what's really bothering me? No. They just accept it and move on with their lives because of course I'm fine I'm always fine why wouldn't I be anything but freaking fine.
And I don't even know why I'm writing this or why I would even push submit because it's not like somebody's gonna read it it's not like someone's going to notice and care and ask me if I'm really alright and be there for me so that I can talk to them because that's not how it works. I've got no one.
Heck, if someone was reading this, they'd probably think that it's like all the writings above. Fictional. While it's not. This is me. Really. Even if probably no one who knew me would think so because I'm fun and energetic and kind and I'm fine totally fine definitely not struggling or dieing on the inside or anything, because why would I be?
Anyways, that's how I am, how are you?
I just started crying because I couldn't get my bracelet off my wrist. And it's stupid. But one thing happens and then every little thing sets me off. And it's even worse because no one freaking notices. I don't look like I just cried. I mean, yeah, it was just a few quiet tears, but still. No one in my family is going to ask me what's wrong. No one's going to walk over and give me a hug. And even if they did, I'd just say “I'm fine” or “I'm just tired” and would they push and get me to talk about what's really bothering me? No. They just accept it and move on with their lives because of course I'm fine I'm always fine why wouldn't I be anything but freaking fine.
And I don't even know why I'm writing this or why I would even push submit because it's not like somebody's gonna read it it's not like someone's going to notice and care and ask me if I'm really alright and be there for me so that I can talk to them because that's not how it works. I've got no one.
Heck, if someone was reading this, they'd probably think that it's like all the writings above. Fictional. While it's not. This is me. Really. Even if probably no one who knew me would think so because I'm fun and energetic and kind and I'm fine totally fine definitely not struggling or dieing on the inside or anything, because why would I be?
Anyways, that's how I am, how are you?