Needy.
When someone worries almost every second about if they're bothering people, calling them needy really hurts. Its like when Mandy called me exhausting. It killed me.
Its happening all over again.
I can't be needy. I can't. I can't handle it.
my head's going to implode.
Kenzie. This can't be happening not again. I don't know who to turn to. I can't be 'needy'. I can't.
I'm sobbing I don't know what to do. It hurts so much.
I don't know what to say.
Its me. I don't know what I do but I do this and push people away. And the fighting happens then....
I can't breathe.
I don't know what's left to say. I'm ruining this, but I can't stop it. She called me needy. I never... I don't mean... I thought I was becoming a better friend but apparently I'm just an annoying needy one.
I don't know.
Nothing left to say for tonight.
Love,
Grace
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