Friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love.

I feel like everyone has these expectations of me, and lately, one by one I’m slowly but surely letting everyone down. My parents, my friends, my teachers.
It’s like everyone thought I was this responsible, nice, smart, good person and everyone is realizing that I am none of those things.
I just wish no one ever had any good expectations of me, because then I would never be letting someone down.
I just don’t feel like I’m good enough anymore. I don’t want to eat, and I don’t want to talk, and I don’t want to go anywhere or do anything but lay in bed. Not even to sleep. Just to lay down and think. I’m not even sure what I’m thinking about. Just everything, I guess.
It feels like I’ve made this great little world out of all my friends, and my family and my grades. For a while now, everything has been going great. Everyone’s been happy, and there hasn’t been any drama. Over the past few weeks, all of a sudden, it’s like the walls are caving in around me. And I have no where to run. No one to protect me. No one to tell me everything is all right. I think that’s because deep down, we all know everything isn’t going to be all right.