joe marched into my room earlier this week and demanded to know what is wrong with me. he thought i was avoiding the subject, but really it’s too hard to put how i’m feeling into words, because i really don’t know. so what’s wrong? what’s bothering me? i am sad because perhaps my best friend isn’t my best friend. i am apprehensive because i don’t know what is going to happen. i am afraid of losing the things that (and people who) matter most to me. i am scared i won’t have enough money to make it through the upcoming school year. i would like it if these next few days dragged on forever; that way i wouldn’t have to deal with any of this.
everyone only cares about themselves. i guess i am guilty of this, too. but i just want to be happy.
though i have managed to stay away from my two vices (boys & alcohol), i ruined my summer for myself.
