I’m the loneliest I’ve ever been. And it’s all because I’m surrounded by people. People who are happy. I don’t just mean fake happy, they are genuinely happy. Fuck! I wish I could remember how that felt. Am I a bad person because I feel jealous? Jealous that they’re happy without me? I don’t know. I can’t answer that. I mean, it’s not like they’re my real family. I’m just that kid they took in ‘cos they felt sorry for me.
Every time I hear them laugh and cheer, I feel a painful twinge of jealousy. It’s like being stabbed in the heart with a cold blade. Then […]