I've been really happy in the past month. I thought I was coming into my own, until recently, when I realized that it was because of the people I was hanging with. Now that I feel that they're sick of me, I'm sinking again.
I don't know who I am and I don't know who I want to be, I feel lost, floating over everyone I know. I don't know where I belong or where I should go. I doubt myself all the time and try to block it out and ignore it, calling myself "brave." I'm not brave. I'm not anything, really.
I get really lonely.