Am I a bad person or are they the bad ones? Am I not as good as I thought I was? Do I deserve this treatment? Is the world better off without me? Are people better off without me? Who am I? Why is this all my fault? I don't think I've done enough to deserve help. I just want to make someone's world better. I've romanticized things too much. Can I get through this? Am I destined to have a life I dream about? I think they are just dreams not meant to be a reality. So many people have left, connections varying in strength, but still it doesn't feel good when a human you care about in anyway leaves. Earlier this year, I should have accepted when someone didn't want to be my friend. I was selfish and I was lonely and it shouldn't have been on this person to be responsible for my being in any way shape or form. I think they are better off without me, I shouldn't have forced it. I'm sorry to this person and I think the best thing I could do is to let go. I have fucked up a lot and I'm not nice and they deserve someone in their who doesn't fuck up as much as me and who is normal. I am a huge loser. Maybe things are not destined to be okay. I can't hang on so tight, even though I wish I could. I dont think I can win this battle, I think I'm gonna lose the war. I have so many feelings I think I may burst sometimes from not being able to express them. Or maybe I'll burst from fear. Scared to death, that's how I'll go. Scared of not being good enough, or strong enough, scared of people, scared of vulnerability, scared to try, scared to love, scared to have confidence in myself, scared to be alive because everything hurts so much but also scared of pain.