My head right now is going to go *boom*

I feel like I don’t have the right to feel the way I do.

That was very emo, I apologize. I don’t usually feel like this, I feel hurt, I guess. It bothers me more than I’d admit to any one person. I’m doing the one thing I know how: act like it doesn’t bother me and maybe it’ll go away. This isn’t just one problem. Why do I fall hard? I can’t help it. I’ve tried. I miss people…dead and alive. I need a good hug. I want to go home. No, not that home. My real home. Should this bother me as much as it does?

Holy shit, I need therapy.