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Solo como hongo

In Spanish there’s a saying that translates to “alone like a mushroom” and that is the only thing I can think of to describe how I feel right now. The people that I was closest to in high school are hundreds of miles away and the ones that I go to school with don’t even have time to talk to me. Even the people I was close to earlier this year simply can’t fit me into their schedule. I understand that everyone has their own lives to live and that’s awesome that they have so many friends, commitments, and responsibilities, but does my friendship mean nothing anymore? Am I irrelevant to everyone I once considered to be such a great friend? Is it something I do or say? I just wish I could get in bed and sleep so that the sadness would become numbness. I can function with numbness, but sadness and loneliness are things that destroy me both mentally and emotionally. I wish people cared enough to text me and see how I was doing or ask me to hang out instead of me always having to put forth the effort. It gets tiring. And I don’t think I can keep it up. 

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