I have a problem with being alone.
Not alone in my house or alone at the mall or alone at the gym or alone walking somewhere.
Alone in terms of companionship and having the comfort of simply knowing you were always there.
I keep trying to find ways to entertain myself but most of the time it doesn't work.
I don't feel creative, motivated, or driven whatsoever. I've been blankly staring at my notecards and notebook for the past two hours and can safely say that these two hours have been completely wasted.
I never knew how dependent I have been on someone else for the past six years. I thought I was stronger and more independent then most people I know. This situation has proven me wrong.