Dear Diary, I feel suffocated... I keep expecting something that would never happen. and I hate that I am so empathetic towards people who don't give a damn Abt me. I have fomo too, so it makes it even worse.
I fear that I might lose the people around me. but would they fear of losing me?
I cry every night listing to billie Eilish. I can't cry out loud and wake up my parents. so, I burst in school. I can't express anything i am just a blank canvas. ik everyone has their nightmares, but I feel like I might end up dying in my nightmare rather than escaping it.
would I ever be free from my helicopter parents?
would I ever be free to cry loudly?
would anyone ever care?
am I too much? maybe I am.