Don’t you just love the days where nothing really went wrong, but then again nothing really went right? Then you get home and you just sit, and think..And then you feel sad. Alone. Angry? You just don’t know what is making you feel so bad, but you want more than anything for it to stop. Today is one of those days. I have really nothing to be upset about, but I feel sad anyways. Always. I don’t feel it as often as I used to, but it’s always there. Even if you tell yourself 100 times “I’m done feeling sad. Alone. Angry. Useless. Hurt. Like I do everything wrong. I’m done”, it doesn’t go away. There’s always going to be something; something that we may not even understand. Something that will somehow either very bluntly, or even subconsciously, spark those feeling again. It’s gonna hurt me every time. Whether I need a reason or not.