Why I Cry...
I'm quite positive that my boyfriend no longer loves me...
and I'm quite sure that if he has not already, he is not against cheating on me...
and I just with I knew why. I still love him...I always told myself I wouldn't be this girl.
I'm horribly depressed...
I don't have friends here
I hate school
I miss home
and to top it off, the one person I have here, my boyfriend, doesn't love me anymore.
I have an exam tomorrow at 10. Right now I wish i were sleeping, but I'm not.
I'm in the room my boyfriend and I share, crying, while he is outside of the door with nic, probably smoking pot and playing video games.
Maybe I shouldn't, maybe I'm being melodramatic and ungrateful...but I hate my life. I think I know what depression is now...and I wish I didn't have it.
I wish I could make my boyfriend happy, I wish he didn't have to go online and e-mail with girls back and forth, both random and familiar girls. I wish he didn't think about those girls or want to talk to them. I wish he thought about me, and wanted to talk to me. I wish he thought I was beautiful and sexy, not those other girls. I wish he loved me like he used to. I wish things wouldn't have changed.
I used to be happy and I don't know how to fix it. I don't want to be alone anymore. If I tell him how I feel...he will get mad. He won't try to make me feel better, he'll get angry at me for accusing him of the former things.
What happened? What can I do to make everything go back to normal? I just want to be moderately happy once again. I can't cry all of the time anymore.
and I'm quite sure that if he has not already, he is not against cheating on me...
and I just with I knew why. I still love him...I always told myself I wouldn't be this girl.
I'm horribly depressed...
I don't have friends here
I hate school
I miss home
and to top it off, the one person I have here, my boyfriend, doesn't love me anymore.
I have an exam tomorrow at 10. Right now I wish i were sleeping, but I'm not.
I'm in the room my boyfriend and I share, crying, while he is outside of the door with nic, probably smoking pot and playing video games.
Maybe I shouldn't, maybe I'm being melodramatic and ungrateful...but I hate my life. I think I know what depression is now...and I wish I didn't have it.
I wish I could make my boyfriend happy, I wish he didn't have to go online and e-mail with girls back and forth, both random and familiar girls. I wish he didn't think about those girls or want to talk to them. I wish he thought about me, and wanted to talk to me. I wish he thought I was beautiful and sexy, not those other girls. I wish he loved me like he used to. I wish things wouldn't have changed.
I used to be happy and I don't know how to fix it. I don't want to be alone anymore. If I tell him how I feel...he will get mad. He won't try to make me feel better, he'll get angry at me for accusing him of the former things.
What happened? What can I do to make everything go back to normal? I just want to be moderately happy once again. I can't cry all of the time anymore.