In my other posts, I do not think I made myself as clear as I wanted to. To me it’s a miracle I’m still here. Still breathing. Still fighting. A couple of weeks ago, I lost my best friend. She said I was too sad for her well-being. How selfish can one be? How inconsiderate?
I’m not surprised I feel like this. I feel like I’m at the breaking point. I feel hopeless not only about my social life but also because of my skin condition. I haven’t mentioned this in the other posts. I have acne. Acne that I can cover up with makeup, but when I get home and have to take it off, I break down. I scream inside my head and I sob for a while.
I simply cannot go on. I’ve tried everything. I am the greatest friend I could ever be. I have nobody. I don’t even have myself. Maybe I’m writing this for attention. Maybe just cause I want to get it out. But either way, I’m not sure if it will make it better or worse.
In my next post I will be writing a poem. Thank you for reading.