I miss the way everything was before. Nearly every week some type of drama starts up with my friend group. THREE people faked their suicide the past two weeks, and one of them was a friend I held dearly with me, who I always looked forward to hanging out with. I feel stupid. Not even just that, but before that, and the week before, something starts. Even now, I’m still trying to process what my now-no-longer friend did for attention, and now I have to deal with something else that I wasn’t even part of, but now I’m being dragged into. I’m so tired of everything.