Ik i havent used this account in forever and nobody cares because its whatever and all the shit I went through was forever ago so it doesnt matter anymore.
But I spend so much time. Telling people it gets better. Life goes on. Telling them that I’m okay. That I’m good. That I dont need help anymore.
But Idk if thats ever going to be true. I mean. I have this amazing boyfriend and hes my world and I have just. The best most supportive best friend in the whole world and I’d die for her in a heartbeat.
But I still. I just.. I still feel broken. Like a year ago when my best friend walked away from me she took this huge part of me and its a year later and it fucking hurts. Its like I can still feel a knife sticking out of my chest and I’m bleeding out on the floor and it fucking hurts so bad and I just
I want to get past this and move on and stop missing her and just i should be over this. And I dont want to just rehash and rehash and rehash with my friends because ik how sucky that is when someone cant stop talking about shit that is completely irrevelent.
I just feel fucked.