My Teen Angst Has A Body Count
I think everything the past few months has just been teen angst.
Perhaps.
Someone said a few things to me on the two days before I left for Colorado for a week. And I swear, I feel so much happier now.
And now, there are some people who are together now, so I don’t have to worry about something anymore.(God, I love how vague I am sometimes)
Why was I so “depressed” before?
Because he doesn’t love me anymore?
Because I was jealous and selfish?
Because for some reason I think everyone hates me?
Those are all stupid.Why do I think everyone hates me? Or, that no one cares about me?
I have no idea
Everyone says that no one hates me and that alot of people care about me,
but sometimes I just don’t feel like they do
Why?
Because I’m a teenager. I’m not depressed. I’m no different from everyone standing next to me.Can teenagers really be depressed?
Can teenagers really be in love?I don’t know.Maybe
Maybe I really was depressed. I mean, it lasted for a while.
Maybe I really am in love. I mean, I’ve really liked him for a while.
About four or five months for both of those.(October 27th for the first.) (October 20th for the latter.)
And, do you see how they go hand in hand? The more I like him, the more “depressed” I get…
Why?
Gosh, I should find a psychiatrist or someone who could just tell me why.For now though, I am hopeful for the future;
My future;
Our future.
I hope everything turns out like he says it will…
For now, I am happy.
