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It’s been a long time since I’ve felt the need to do this but at the moment I have no other way of getting this stuff off my chest so here we go I guess (feel free to disregard this post cos it’s about to be filled with a load of nonsense)
Everything has been going really well with my uni work since I moved to Liverpool I really feel like my artwork and practice is improving and that’s great! But I feel so fucking alone.
Home is 5 hours away and it’s not even my home anymore. My parents aren’t even sleeping in the same bed anymore, they think the worst of me all the time, over Xmas I was accused multiple times of being a heroine addict (I’m not) I don’t feel supported emotionally by them at all, I can’t even talk to them about my sexuality still, I can barely even talk about friendships ffs...
On top of this my friends. I feel like none of them care about me anymore, I have literally can count the number of times I’ve spoken to them in the last 2 months on one hand. None of them care to ask how I am, what’s going on in my life or anything. I got into and out of a relationship and none of them even asked about it, no messages or anything. And it plays on my mind so much all the time. It makes me hate home even more. I just feel so so alone.
Not only that but the only romantic attention I get is guys using me for sex, or faking interest. And I just want to have a connection with someone. I wanna feel loved and appreciated. But I don’t and I’m all alone.
This is all probably the result of me being off my meds at the minute but I literally can not afford them, I cant even afford food ffs. And being off my meds meant I spent three hours crying at dog videos this morning it’s like I’m PMSing
Anyway yeah I guess this is my only outlet at the minute.
Sorry for the sob story
what the fuck