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I don't like being alone. I need to be around others. When I'm alone, the only person I have to talk to is me, but they don't like me. They tell me things like, "No one loves you; you'll always be a third wheel to people they care about more than you," "You're not going to do anything special, your days are numbered, and you know it, but you just don't do anything," and "You're forgettable, no one thinks you're funny, or creative, or interesting. You're just you. Average."
I don't always know what to make of that, so instead I sit. I sit alone on my bed, clutching my stomach and convincing myself not to throw up. I don't want to be alone.
I've spent too long alone.