i told my mom i wanted to talk to someone, but i don't think she believed me that i was not happy.
it takes something major for me to want to get out of bed in the morning. i don't want to leave the house.
i miss tallahassee. i miss my friends. im pretty sure there are a ton of things wrong with me, but i don't have health insurance. nor vision or dental insurance.
my job hasnt started yet.
and i hate waking up and having to talk to alina in the morning. and i just tell her what she wants to hear. i can't wait for those 10 minutes to be over. and i honestly think my life was just fine, before summit. now, not so much.
oh well.
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