I haven’t talked to you in over a year. And I miss you. I didn’t realize that “I don’t want to be with you” means “we can never talk again. Ever.”
I have it easy.
I’ve never had a major life struggle, I have no reasons to be upset. I’ve never experienced a life changing tragedy (knock on wood)
I don’t hate myself, my parents are still married, I have a decent house, decent car, and I’m about to attend one of the best colleges in the state. My boyfriend is cute. I’m not obese. I’m not anorexic. I’m not sick in general. I have enough money to do fun things sometimes. I have good friends. I laugh a lot. My family is close. I have a brother who I don’t always argue with. My mom is one of my best friends.
Life is okay for me.
So why should I be sad?