Diary Of A Closet Romantic

by Lunar Spice

Entry 28

Dear Journal,

I've been regretting so much recently. Everything, from the biggest mistakes I've made to all the times I've humiliated myself. I'm regretting it all.

Why did I have to kick that pebble on the sidewalk that hit that dog in the face?

Why did I act so stupid when I needed to think quickly?

Why was I such a bad roommate?

Why was I such a horrible friend?

Why couldn't I get my life together?

Everything's wrong. Nothing's right. It all feels like a lie. Like a house of cards that's about to topple.

How can I keep standing if I doubt everything I've ever done?

I hate this. I hate all of this.

I'm so done with all of this. I'm on my own.

I... I feel like I'm drowning, but no one around me is noticing. They're all expecting me to be the same old Rainbow. The awesome athlete who is 20% cooler at everything that anyone else.

But I'm dying slowly and no one seems to notice.

Or care.

Fuck, I regret so much of my life.

I don't think I've ever been able to do anything right.