I hate being alone, it is honestly one of my biggest fears. I can't stand being alone. I can't even be in a room by myself without getting anxious. Yesterday I went to spend time with my sibling because I was so anxious. I hate that feeling, I hate being alone, I hate my brain, I hate my paranoia and I hate this stupid site. It helped with my anxiety to talk to people and to draw, but now it only brings more anxiety and anger and frustration. I just have one more day and the friend hasn't even done anything so I don't even know why I even chose to wait. I knew it was stupid. I'm just too hopeful and too stupid to realize that no one cares sometimes.