So Idk what to call this so here I go. Bear with me please..
So I have a journal that one of my best friends gave me on my birthday. I keep it with me everywhere I go because I know that someone will read it if I leave it at home.. I've just recently started writing in it and to be honest I don't think I can write enough..
I pretend to write to someone, usually things I can't tell people in person because I hate seeing all they're disappointed faces.. But anywaysss. Back on topic. This book is sorta helping. Like when I write I sorta feel relieved but then I realize that I am never going to share these important things so then I get depressed and sad..
I honestly could write a million words and not feel anything.. Things now have made me so numb. I need something to feel anything. But I know I can't.. If I do then everyone else will and I can't do that...
Also on another note, my grandpa is in the hospital again so I'm actually scared.. No scratch that, I'm
T-E-R-R-I-F-I-E-D.. I'm terrified that maybe the fluids will be too much and his heart will stop and I'll never be able to see MY Welo again...... I don't think I can love without my Welo.. He's like my Father!!
Anyways I'm done. Bye. Stay safe!!
