I’m struggling with being separated from my friends so much. I’ve always had an awful family life, and was bullied from elementary school through high school, but “the boys” were the first group to ever stay around and help pick me back up. And that group of people has grown since I first found my way into it, but that’s my little family that keeps me going. They’re my world, I love them more than anything. It’s breaking my heart to be so far away from not only then but anyone else I’ve ever trusted, especially when everyone here has broken my trust already. And it’s breaking my heart that I never showed my appreciation for what they did because I’ve always been too busy falling apart.