It’s hard to accept the fact that the person I love started my downfall. I’ve spent a year trying to get over it and I think I’m almost there. But it’s still the one thing that makes me cry on the spot. Ever since then I have been so insecure it is honestly unbelievable. I can’t believe I let it get this far. Sometimes I feel so happy, and then have people bring me down again. And what sucks is that those people are the closest to me: my parents, my boyfriend, and my best friends. Honestly, I don’t really have anyone anymore. I know I need to face everything that is bringing me down, but it’s taking everything in me to not crawl into bed with junk food to eat my sorrows away.
I miss how it used to be.