Happy Little Pill

Empty Heart, Empty Hive

I've had more time to focus on my real job lately. My real job where no one forces me to smile, to make them happy. At home I have no internet, no distractions, so I've had more time to focus on painting, one of my passions.

But I'm, I'm still sad..

My parents. Well my mother and step father, don't approve of this. Me being on the internet, me being friends with people that I'll probably never meet in the real world.
But there's no way out of here. I feel like I'm being swarmed with emotions. I have to get out. I must get out. Before I suffocate.

New Message. To: Mitchell
'Hi..'

Within five seconds he sent a message back

'Long time no talk. How are you? :)'

'I've been... Okay.'

'Just okay? The last time we talked was FanFest, you have to have done something interesting in life since then.'

Suddenly I landed from this crazy mindset. Mitchell needed to hear how I really felt.

'Okay. You're right. Something has happened...'

'Please tell me Bee, tell me the wonderful things that have happened in your internet free life'

'Wonderful. Hardly. I.. I realized that I need the internet, it's what makes me happy.. It's not the thing pulling me down. I was wrong. And I want to go back.. But I, I can't. Not while I'm in this house. I need a way out.'