I don't need a guy, or a best friend, or a therapist (well, the last one's debatable).
And I'm grateful for all the shoulders I've been given to cry on through the Internet... but sometimes that isn't enough.1
I hate falling to pieces, especially when there's nobody there to help me put them back together. I refuse to cry in front of anyone, but it's so much worse to hurt alone. My friends are starting to pick up the pieces of their own lives, and I'm truly happy for them, but what am I left with?2
I have no one. No one I can rely on or truly confide in, other than my wonderful online friends. And not that I don't love you guys, but... it's just not the same, hugging a monitor, y'know?3
This is kind of pointless. I guess I'm just trying to say that I'm lonely, which is stupid because I have friends that love me. It's probably my own fault for not being able to open up to them.
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I know exactly what this feels like, I love my online friends so much more than my "real" ones. But, hey, just hang in there. And if you ever need to talk, although it's true I can't supply any hugs, I'm here.
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Thank you.
Virtual hugs are nice too.
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