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at a really awkward crossroad
i’m at a really terrible place right now. On the one hand i love my friends here and i’m really enjoying the company, but i can’t wait to just leave, i feel like i’m pushing my self to do all these enjoyable things, and when i don’t do something, i make myself feel like shit like it’s my fault its not participating or that i’m being antisocial. but sometimes i don’t have to go out,
so the basic thing of it is that, i hate myself for being myself.
