Who else just feels sad. There's no accurate reason for your sadness. But you don't just feel accepted, loved, wanted. You don't just find pleasure in the little things, and are just so lost and confused. You stand in front of a mirror and just ask yourself: "When did it get to this."
And sometimes it gets so hard to pret ND you're ok, when your not. But just overcompensating for something you wish you had. It's like I don't even want to cry. I'm honestly just being my own comedian and laughing to my misery. And all these vague faces, people, voices that you used to know but just don't, because you're not the same person you once we're, And you'll never be again.
Theodora