• How i feel about the situation

    by  • July 29, 2015 • * Safe for Work *, Depression • 0 Comments

    Dear Cammy.
    You know I love you so much. You’re my best friend. The only one I can tell everything to and you can do the same to me. Recently you’ve gone through some bad shit. And I’ve been there to support you. Your call me late at night piss drunk, or higher than the moon. We’d talk. For hours we’d honestly have such a great time just giggling and talking about things we found important. Eventually we decide that we should try and sleep and hang up for the night. The next day I’ll talk to you and you won’t remember anything from the night before. You won’t even remember that we talked for such a long time. It really hurts. I feel like you’re the only one I can talk to about things. You’re the only one who can help me feel better. But when you don’t remember anything… I feel hurt and in a sense… I feel neglected. I know neither of us have easy lives.. We both struggle with far too many things… but it hurts me when I help you and you don’t even remember. It hurts me when you wake up the next day and all your problems flood back to you. It hurts me that only I remember

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