Hello Again;

I haven't blogged since the day I wrote that letter. Almost two months ago. Most of it is because of National Novel Writing Month. I was slaving away at writing a book for my senior project. The other reason why I haven't gotten back to this? I'm not sure I know what to say anymore.

It's been three months. A few blog entries ago I was complaining about it being two weeks, which is nothing in comparison. I'm bitter. More bitter than the blackest cup of coffee or the negative temperatures outside right now.

Today I feel as if I'm not really there. I've barely said a word to anybody today. I just...don't know what to say. Because nobody knows what's going on in my mind right now. And they never will.

I can't even tell you how broken I am. How angry I am. How every second I want to cry. And nobody understands because they're not living it. I feel alone.

Today I'm alone and cold. And i just wanna curl up in my bed under a bunch of blankets and sleep. I can't even eat. I'm hungry but every time I eat something, I get sick. And I can't have that.

Where has hope gone? That's right. Hope was that tiny thread I was holding onto. It's snapped.