June 5th, 2018
Jacob Truman
Journal Entry:
I cried. Again.
My chest feels empty like a void.
I just wish I felt wanted...needed by someone in life. You see, my friends never texted me first or never hung out with me outside of school.
I head home and go straight to my room. I just sit there and make music on my school Macbook. What else could I do? I'm a disappointment to my parent despite my 3.7 GPA and National Honor Society status. I'm an isolated child. Every day I kept to myself at school. Sure, I had a laugh here and there between my school friends. In the halls, I keep my eyes down.
No one could possibly understand my pain and my suffering in life.
My life is failure after failure separated by snacks.
Online dating apps never helped anything either; guys wanting what they can't have.
I spend my days taking to men older than me to distract me from my pain. Just senseless swipe after swipe is like someone else's cutting.
Maybe it can change with Alex? We met online and I went to his house to help him pack up his room before he leaves to study abroad in France for like two and a half months.
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