I can not take it anymore. Fricking negativity everywhere. I truly wish that I was a more positive person. When I was younger, I was bright and happy. That changed last year. I moved to Washington. From Alabama. The ridicule of everyone at school, the homesickness when I get a text from family, the loneliness of quarantine. You'll get over it, they say, it only hurts for a little while. Then why does it still hurt?. Why can't I get over it? If I know I can't go back, why do I ask, can I go home? They say, this is your home. No it isnt!! Wait. You know what... I feel better! I think this may have helped! If you have any ideas as to what I should write next, please comment!
BTW I drew that.