Flint

I wish I had an excuse to stay.
If it wasn't for my dad, I would never go back to that hell hole again. Excited to see my dad tomorrow.
Its not that I dont care about people that live in the area, its just I get so depressed being there. Its not what it used to be and it never really was that much. Thanksgiving was brutally painful for me. I feel insignificant there. Uncared for. I feel useless. Nothing to do, no one to do it with, and no way to get around. Its clear to me that no one had ever felt the way I feel about them about me. And it continues to be true, if im not immediate in someones life, they just let me go. The reason it hurts so bad is because I cant let people go. I miss you, im just trying not to care anymore.