This weekend is going to be hard.
Hopefully not as bad as last weekend.
I miss the times when weekends weren’t for feeling alone, they were for spending time with friends who really got me.
Well, I messed that up.
Every time someone says they’re busy, I feel more and more alone. I fall deeper and deeper into this hole and I can’t breathe and I feel so alone and the urges hit so powerfully and I’m struggling.
Honestly, six months feels so unreal.
It’s going to be six months in a couple days.
I can’t believe it.
I should be proud. And I am.
But I’m scared.
I remember someone posting on here about not liking weekends very much, just wondering if anybody else relates. Just so I can feel less alone in this blinding darkness.
Staystrong
I just wanted to let you know that I can relate. When I was a teenager I hated weekends because I never got invited to hang out with any of my friends and it was very lonely. I also hated the weekends because I was forced to stay home with my parents.
It will get better. Sometimes you have to make your self get out there and do something fun – even if by yourself at first. Just try not to let it get you down. We all go through these kind of periods in life.
Hang in there.
I hate when friends say they’re busy too. I feel like I’m not important. Sometimes I think I have great friends. Other days I feel like they hate me then I feel so alone. Weekeneds are hard for me too. I’m usually with my parents and they expect me to be perfect. Be strong six months is amazing! Good job! I know we don’t know eachother but I’m proud of you. =) <3
Thanks guys. Yeah, I feel like I can’t let them know how important it is that they think I’m important, that they make an effort.
Thanks.