Things I'll never say

Call it a curse, or just call me blessed. If you can't handle my worst, you ain't gettin' my best.

I’ve only cried this hard one other time in my life. It weird though because this time I am causing it.

I think I’ve just accepted the fact that not only am I going to lose everything I have when I got away to college, but also everything I am, who I am. I have three months home and I already can’t recognize the person I am, I’ve given up. I’m pushing everybody away and literally haven’t felt this shitty in years. I don’t feel anything towards anyone, almost as if I’m detaching myself from my world at home. I can lie and feel no guilt and my emotions are always at the ready. I constantly feel choked up and even when I’m happy it only comes and goes. I can’t even stand to be around my friends, I convince myself that there is no point.