FAKE INTIMIDATION

Whine.

Ladies and gentlemen I feel discontent. I don’t know why. I’m doing well in school. My constipation has recently been fixed. I have a wonderful boyfriend. My friends care about me enough. I’ve been eating more vegetables. I’ve been smiling more. Yet, I am discontent. 

I think it might be because this is the period in time when people start creating alliances. People start to use phrases such as, “best friend” and “I love you” and something repulses me about the whole ordeal, yet that feeling of contentment, knowing that someone thinks of you so highly is so ideal. Yet, I have that too and I’m not sure if I think it’s annoying or I think I don’t deserve it, but I am discontent. 

The majority of my friends are beginning their escapades into the real world, and I can’t help but to worry. Too young to worry. Never too young to worry. It makes me anxious and sick to my stomach. I am discontent.

I’m surrounded by strangers and I want to sleep. I am discontent and this is just a passing phase. This is a dream and I’m due to wake up soon.