There’s a lot to this story but I don’t have the energy to type right now. 

I finally made a new friend I thought cared about me. We connected on almost every level and made the most of our time together as he was bound to graduate and move soon. All too soon, he moved back to his home country and has essentially cut me off except for a few brief, cold messages in the two weeks since he left. 

My life was finally in a somewhat upward trajectory. But now all my unresolved traumas are bubbling back up and I’m realizing that I truly have no one. My cost of living is going up exponentially and I can’t bring myself to get out of bed except to go to work.

Most people withdraw when they’re deeply depressed, but I seek community. And that’s something I’ve never had. I’m falling deeper and deeper again and I don’t know what to do. Maybe some people, like me, are just beyond help.