I have so many people who care and love me. But sometimes it just feels like I’m all alone because not one of those people can I talk to about my problems.
I don’t have a best friend. I don’t have anyone I can truly talk to. I don’t, and I probably never will. To a point I am okay with that because I keep things to myself but sometimes, just sometimes, it feels like I’m gonna explode and I really feel like I need that someone who will just know something is wrong and will sit me down until I’m in tears telling them my problems because they know it’s what I need.
Does anyone else start reading the Harry Potter books (again) and then it just hits you that he’s only 11? He’s 14 when the man who tries to kill him comes back to life after being kidnapped! Then he’s only 17 when he has to save the world!
At 11 I was a dorky 6th grader. At 14 a lame high school Freshman and now I’m a 17 year old who has done nothing with her life… Harry potter puts me to shame 😔