Night thoughts

Old me - New place

I don't like being alone. I don't like new people and I don't like new places. I never really had many friends but then when I moved it changed. I had people that really cared and I felt as happy as ever. But one thing became different.. I didn't want it to change. I became afraid of being alone again. I couldn't talk to new people on my own and I got anxiety. I didn't recognize it until I had to move, again. New place, new language and new people. I fell apart. I was so scared of being alone and lonely. I shut myself out and barely came out of my room. In there, it was safe. It was nice and warm and it was secure. It was my own little hiding place.