I just can't keep going like this. I really can't. I'm horrible to be around because I just drag people down into my misery, and I don't get anything done for school. I don't get anything done at all actually. I just go through my miserable, worthless life day by day and wait for things to get better, because they're bound to sooner or later. Suppose it's a circle reaction though? Like, the more unhappy I am, the more antisocial I become and the more unhappy that makes me.
I'm actually starting to feel sorry for the (few) people who care about me. I mean, yeah, lots of people care when you go rubbing it in their face that you're not okay, but few people bother to ask when they're not confronted with it. And most people just think I'm acting weird, so they take distance from me, which is probably for the better because the whole thing is just awkward. I mean, talk about a first world problem.
I don't need some psychotwat telling me what's wrong with me, I just need someone to make it better. Or make me care less.

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