Sick of Being Alone

Aubrey finally messaged me today and oddly enough said exactly that I had concluded in my mind, “I’ve done nothing wrong,” and really she hasn’t. This is something that I need to deal with, not just something that I can ignore.

I’m not sure she understands this because she said, “if this is the way it’s going to be then I will stop talking to you,” as if I could just ignore it for her sake. Bullshit, this is very real and will make a huge impact on my life via our friendship.

I think I should call my dad. I haven’t seen him for a month or so since he moved to Harmony Hills Nursing Home. I just desperately hate being on the phone for hours at a time.

Something’s up with Everett. I’ve assumed that he’s been busy with working at the People Counting Bureau. I hope I get to see him this weekend. He’s really the only friend that offers any comfort to me.

I’m really sick of being alone, I don’t know how to pull myself up and out of this miserable lonely hole.

Maybe I’m not made for Happy…