The few friends I have would say otherwise. But they are either bad at communicating, can’t understand, are just dragged down with me, or any combination of the three. I check my phone constantly hoping someone has texted me, just to reach out and say hi or distract me. Every day is so empty and all I do is fantasize of ending my life. Planning. And every day is torturous until that day comes and I wish I just had a soft place to fall in the meantime..but I just don’t and I am so fucking alone.