Another reason to not work on my fanfiction. This is lovely, it can be lonely on this site, but it is fine at times. Life can be hard, and sometimes you want to take the other way out, but it will get better. People care about us, about you, and it is sometimes may seem like no one doesn't, but there are people. My ramblings is mostly due to stress, anxiety, and maybe depression (I don't know if I have it, hopefully not), but it's fun to see if someone would reach out and talk to me. Haha, it is so fun to just rant without a clear goal. Therapy is hard, school is hard, life is hard, I just wish to talk to others. I sometimes may be clingy because I don't want to loose anyone. It's not like people care about me if I'm honest, since I am but a normal, uninteresting, person. I can't write good like some of you, I also had an art book but took it down because it just looks childish.
I feel like I am a burden, like I don't do good. Maybe I just am like those people who say, 'woe is me, I am so sad, look at how bad my life is.' Why do I write this if no one will read? If no one will come and help? If this does not matter.
It can be fine I guess, maybe- life always find a way. It is late now, I need rest. But I can't, these thoughts are bad, and I am possibly too.