Just because I haven't opened up to my parents; does that really mean they'll never notice? I feel like every struggle of mine is completely invalid fro the fact, that I, that I do not have any illnesses. And my parents make it seem that way. I never complain. And I fully regret it..! I am desperate, I am in a dire need of someone, anyone, who *wants* me, and will hold me as if I mean the world to them. I am touchstarved and am made fun of for that amongst my "friend" group. I am frustrated, I am waiting for a moment in my life where I can cry. I need to cry, my eyes feel heavy because of it. I can't remember the last fucking time I ever let myself *feel* anything. Maybe I really am a void.
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