SCHIZOPHRENIA

I posted it, captioning it as though it was a gift from my boyfriend. "#Thank_you_my_bf😘" I typed quickly and uploaded the picture to Instagram. snapped a photo of my coffee and

"i wish i have a boyfriend" I thought to myself. I couldn't help it. I was always a little jealous of my friends, especially whenever we'd hang out. They'd always talk about their love lives, and it felt like I was the only one without a story to share.

But just a few moments later, my thoughts began to shift.

"𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵... 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘺", I thought, feeling a little embarrassed. "𝘪 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘵" I said laughing to myself.

I unlocked my phone, ready to erase the post when suddenly...