Hi, none of you obviously know me but I have a ‘ perfect life’ I guess you could say. I have friends now, after being bullied for a year. I have the best family and a stable life. Yet I feel ‘ lost’. You may ask me what I mean by this. And I have no idea, truthfully. I’m not unhappy but I’m not happy. Sometimes I consider things that would make me happy but I just can’t. I truly don’t think happiness exists. I cry a lot and I just don’t know how to help myself. I have dreams of corse but I just want to be able to feel happiness, true happiness. Life’s cruel and unfair and full of more hatred than love. I wish I were loved but alas, I am not. I hope you’re all well and YOU ARE WORTHY! YOU ARE IMPORTANT. And I love you
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