

I’m tired of trying to make friends and those friendships concluding with me being ghosted. I try to talk and make friends that can relate to my experiences, the conversations always go great but don’t last too long. I think I’ve met two people this year that *i would* consider friends, though I. unsure if they feel the same toward me. Those two are the only people I’ve felt a connection with since I last had people to talk with since 2016. Weeks of conversation and for what? 

I honestly don’t care to have a conversation with people anymore. It always ends the same and makes me feel worse than when I am alone. I really would rather not have anyone to talk to if they end up the way every-other one has. Wish them luck wherever their life takes them, meanwhile I will be the same me complaining on the internet about how things have ended. Guess I’m just venting now. I am happy to have known certain people but at the same time it hurts me. I wish time could stand still, I don’t want anyone to leave me behind. For them the sun will still shine tomorrow. I don’t know if my life is getting worse with every passing day or if I’ve just found more things to complain about.