Dear Diary,
Today I feel utterly lonely. And scared. I’m gonna have to move out my home sometimes next year and idk where to go. I have no where to go. I can’t afford rent on my salary and I’m scared. I’ve never had to be on my own before. Fend for myself before. I feel like I have no one. I’ve lost my friends. I’ve lost my boyfriend. My mom lives far and we’re not necessarily on good terms. I have no one. To be fair, the friend so lost were shit. Along with my ex. But I miss the familiarity. I miss having familiarity around me. Everything is going to change so fast. How’d I get here?I want to go back. Ugh that’s a lie I don’t, but I miss it. The comfortability. My best friend had a baby and migrated. She was my world. When we were together I could do anything. I didn’t need anyone else. We had our own bubble. I miss that. I miss love. I miss being held. Holding hands. Kissing. Hugging. Cuddling. I miss love.