Problems

I want to be positive. More than anything I want to be positive. I want to put on a brave face.

 

But sometimes its so hard. Its so damned hard. Sometimes it is impossible.

 

I just want to be normal. I want to be able to talk to people without getting depressed.

My best friend for the last 14 years called me today. Told me how depressed she was. Guy problems. She always has guy problems. Even when she has no problems, she invents some. She thrives of problems. The whole time she was talking, the only things that was going through my head was:

 

“ I wish I had your problems. I haven’t even  had a guy look at me in years. Who would want me? Who would want me? Who the hell would want me?”

 

I cant even look in the mirror. Who would want anyone with my problems? Who would choose that?

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