Lost.

I hate being left out. I hate not being there when everyone else is. I hate it that it's so hard for even one of my friends to message me, or call me and ask, "Hey, we're going out. Wanna come?". I hate that I've been having doubts in my friends. I hate those dark thoughts that plague my mind when I'm rotting, doing nothing when others are out together having fun. I hate what I've been becoming. I pray that everything sorts itself out soon. Because I can't stand feeling like this anymore. Somebody, save me from this downward spiral.