I'm really, really not alone.
I am so so loved. And I know that.
So why is it that at the end of the day, when I lie down in bed, it feels like I'm alone in it all?
I'm being dramatic, of course. I mean, sometimes, when I'm with people, I just want to be alone. But when I'm alone, I want to be with people.
I think is just me being difficult la. Either way also not happy.