I’m dead inside.
Not like relationship wise lonely, just having someone to talk to. A coworker today brought up that she had been looking through my face book pictures and she asked “what happened?” She said, “you used to look so happy and carefree and now you look miserable and sad.” Don’t know why it’s getting to me so much tonight. I guess it’s just I miss having fun and not being alone with my thoughts every night. I hate that my anxiety takes me away from doing things that I used to love. Sigh. Can’t blame anyone but myself.