I don’t have anybody here that I can talk to about the things that are really bothering me and eating away at me inside. I keep it all bottled up to the point where I break down at night before I go to sleep. It wears away at me physically and mentally. I try my hardest not to think about it but sometimes I can’t help but let it get to me because it’s so overwhelming.
My only two friends that I could talk to about this stuff are back home. They’re not here with me physically, they can’t comfort me when I’m down. Yes, the phone conversations do help, but for once, I want someone to be there for me physically when I’m crying my eyes out and offer me a hug and comfort me and try to make me feel better… But I guess that won’t happen because I’m not comfortable talking about my personal matters with my friends here.
:( come back home soon Vivi. Even though you...still sad knowing you don’t really have...