the most painful thing about seattle is that i realize just how few friends i have back home. just how absolutely truly lonely i am. Never enough time to be with everyone here while I visit, whereas back home nobody really has time for me
i wish i fully understood my emotions wrt like. Leaving. Why do certain partings feel painful and like ripping velcro apart while others feel like pulling off a bra that was too tight. Is that why leaving home is so easy and my emotions get so unstable when I'm away???
i feel like all the joy has been wrenched from my being. all the hope all the excitement. there's just this flat gray concrete plain where there used to be hills and peaks and swamps and rivers and forests and snowfalls and beauty