Never enough. For anyone. And people wonder why there are days I don’t want to be on this Earth. It’s exhausting trying so hard all the time to do everything for everyone else and it still not being enough. I will never be enough to anyone.
Everytime I think of every occasion and holiday he is missing I just want to curl in a ball and forget about everything. I used to think the worst feeling was getting teeth pulled, but now I realize that being alone tops that.
Honestly, no. But I’ll figure something out at sometime. People can’t be this sad forever.
I honestly feel stupid as fuck. How could I not have known she was going to be there? The ONE person I worry about most, and I had no clue. Today is going to be so fucking awful I don’t even want to have to deal with it. I wish I could sleep through today and pretend she didn’t exist or that that never happened between them. Or that they’re still friends to begin with. Everyone else’s feelings seem to matter more, and it hurts me more than anything anyone could ever do.