What Am I Supposed To Do
I don't have people I can really talk to. My closest friends live out of state, and then I come in here, hoping to find people like me, and then I just end up getting attached to them and they go away like most people do. I hate getting attached to people yet I still do it. I'm just setting myself up and I know it, but I can't stop. I want to be able to feel connected to people because I know I don't with people around here. I want someone to understand me. I want it to stop hurting so much. I don't know what to do. I hate the way things are. The closest people are the farthest away. I want physical contact so bad. I want to stop crying all the time. I want to be happy, yet I never feel any motivation. I take Prozac and I keep getting the dosage upped. I don't know what to do with myself, I wish someone else knew what to do. I wish I wasn't so self destructive. I wish I would get a ****** break for once.