I needed to talk about my feelings, and I know that none of my friends have tumblr, so I’m going to be safe while typing all of these motherfucking feelings that I have now.
1) I got in a fight with my best friend, and as always, I’m the one at fault in this, according to her. I found out she was talking about me behind my back and she didn’t have the balls to tell me what was fucking wrong, so I could change that. It seems like we’re done for.
2) I had a boyfriend not long ago, and we both had a really painful breakup. We decided we should get back together after I enter the university in our capital city, where he’s living now. For the past 3 months I was still visiting him, slept with him, I was completely in love, until today I found out he has a new girlfriend.
3) My family doesn’t care about me. I’m constanly living under the pressure of them always trying to make me feel bad about my grades, about my future and so on.
4) My brother is in jail for using drugs. I’ve never told this to anyone before, but I feel like I need to get this off my chest. I lost my stuff because he sold everything for drugs. I might not even get money for my studies, because he needs money in jail, to not get killed by other guys there.
5) I’ve been in depression for a while now. Didn’t tell anyone, but i’m constantly feeling like I’m about to kill myself. But the thought of my friends reactions always stops me.
6) The girl that I’ve had a crush on now is single. And i’m too afraid to ask her out, because of how heartbroken I feel now. I don’t want to go trough all of this shit again, even though I like her a lot.
7) I’ve never regretted anything in my life, but now I regret giving my virginty to the guy I fell in love with, me recent ex-boyfriend. He is my first love. And my first one.
8) I feel the need to go smoke or go get drunk, but I can’t, because the only person who wasn’t against alcohol or smoking was my best friend.
It feels a lot better now, when I finally got everything off my chest. I hate talking about my problems, so the internet, where i’m practically anonymus, helped me a little bit.
