The world seems so much darker now. I will carry on, because I have to, and I've no desire to hurt the people around me who have stuck around. But sometimes it feels like my broken heart will never be healed. I feel pathetic for still caring and guilty that I can't translate some of that feeling into love for the people who actually do care about me. I dunno, this isn't a question so much as a rant, but I'm just so tired of this. Will I ever get better?