Everything too shall pass or at least that's what they say when you're in a rut. Honestly, I can never imagine this ending even if I turned 30. It will always be the same. I have no friends, no family and no future.
Would I be bad if I said I hated my life? I've never felt more alone in my entire life. I just wish I could go back to being normal. When I could talk to people and not give a fuck about the world. I just wish someone understands me other than my mom. Maybe it still is my fault, I've pushed them all away.
So much for happy holidays.