I hate when you’re sad for no reason; you’re with people, you’re fine, you’re happy, you’re laughing and smiling, but at the same time it almost feels like you’re not there. You keep dazing in and out of conversations, you cant focus on one single thing. And once you’re by yourself you don’t want to do anything, you’re sad and feel alone. Someone asks you what’s wrong and you want to tell them, but you don’t even know what’s wrong yourself.
I thought that the reasons why I would get annoyed with certain things certain people did was because they weren’t that great of a person to me and I just started to hate everything they did, but in reality, it’s because I’m bitter and jealous of things they have that I don’t and really want, I wish I could just not care sometimes.