Dear Diary,
Do you ever feel lonely? Can you, as an inanimate object, feel lonely? Would you? I mean, I do come to write on your pages. It's a thought I'll continue another time.
Loneliness, one of the main reasons I cry myself to sleep. It's not a loneliness most understand. I'm not lonely in a few ways. I live with my family, I have friends to talk to, I have fun with them even.
And yet, I still feel lonely.
Sometimes it's because of a simple "do it yourself" when I ask for help. Or maybe it's someone saying "man up" or "don't be a wuss" when I see ask for someone to get rid of a spider. I mean, sure. I'm a wuss. But I ask for help because I'm afraid or because I can't do it myself. Why can't people understand this simple notion sometimes? Do you know? Well, I won't get an answer from you either way, would I.
There are days when I despise the world, there are days when I despise myself.
This was a day where I feel too tired and lonely to feel anything else...
Goodnight Diary.
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