Life is hard. Everything in it makes it harder. That’s why I have friends. It’s the main reason I need friends. I have a problem with myself. If I don’t help other people, I feel like I have to help myself but I scare me. The greatest enemy of mine is in my head. Lack of motivation and fear. There have been many things in my life that hurt my motivation, more then there have been people who have hurt me, at that list goes for a bit. I find that helping other people is the way I most put off my own needs. Lately though I feel like people I know don’t need my help…don’t need ME. I know they care…I hope they care…but since summer started I had no one to help, and no one to care for. Nothing to distract me from the dangerous thoughts. I don’t know what to do. In the day, with people, I seem okay. Maybe not great, but okay. I’m just glad they can’t look behind closed doors. This is just an emotional rant. If you know me, don’t worry. I’m fine. I just wish I had more people to support, and more people to support me.
Thanks for reading whatever this was supposed to be. I just needed to get this off my chest. Good night, and have a good rest of summer.