I’ve never done this before, and I feel weird doing it. I feel sneaky, as if my friends and family would be angry if they found out I spoke of my feelings this way, instead of with them. But I guess, like maybe some other people here…I don’t really know where else to go.
I feel alone. I feel like nobody understands how deep inside of me lies this hole that has been taking away everything that I thought made me happy. I don’t know how to reach out for help because it feels like nobody will get it – nobody will understand how I feel or why I feel this way. I’ve tried, in a few different ways. Sometimes it seems like things could look up. That never seems to last very long.
What does this mean? Why can’t I communicate, or act like myself anymore? Why doesn’t everyone around me see how broken I am?
Are these feelings even real? If nobody else thinks they are, maybe they aren’t. Maybe I’m expecting too much out of life.