I've always enjoyed writing about my personal life experiences and this story is one of those. It's been a rough few months for me since my emotional detach, I haven't found anyone that I truly care about yet. I want to care about my friends and family bit I just can't bring myself to, I probably wouldn't even bat an eye if they got up and left me. I'm in isolation most of the time so I really don't speak to many people or even the people I used to consider my closest friends. I always tell myself that they would be better off without me or it would have been better off not ever meeting me. I haven't been to school in about three weeks now because of my emotional turmoil. I feel free but at the same time I hate this feeling sometimes.


Have a wonderful day everyone.