I got in a big argument with someone I care about last nite. I’m really mad at myself for it.
Another friend who isn’t a free-sleeper like me saw my x-boyfriend somewhere and couldn’t believe how bad he looks. He MUST be using drugs now. It hurts to think of it. I am so sick of what drugs do to people. I used to like the city I’m living in because I thought it would be easy to blend in here but now I just find it terribly depressing to see homeless people everywhere and to hear about the way they are hurting themselves and others.
All in all, not the best couple of weeks of my life but I survived.
Spoke with J. We’re cool. That’s a happy thought.