im pretty sure ive succeeded in having everyone hate me to some degree…

My boyfriend wont talk to me, and i’m too stubborn and ashamed to start a conversation with him.

My family thinks im just being difficult and yell at me or ask me if i need to see a doctor mockingly.

My life is unfolding just like i knew it would.

I cant cry anymore. These past few days have been filled with anonymous tears. after the night before last, i feel like shit. i definitely took it too far, most likely. But i wasnt scared. i was numb. i didnt care. for once in my life i didnt give a damn about what anyone would think. anyway. now im just kind of… exsisting. im not living.theres more to life than what im going through.