Hopeless

I’m so fucking hopeless. It hurts so bad. Everything hurts so bad. I just want to feel better. I don’t want to feel like I don’t know myself and my past. High school was weird, everyone thought I just didn’t talk. Nope. I just don’t know what to say because I am going through something only 2 percent of people have. You don’t understand. And I thank God you don’t.  It’s not wrong that you don’t understand. It’s not bad. You shouldn’t understand. But. It is also so very lonely to be someone who suffers with something that no one understands. I’ve never met one person who has what I have. I feel as though I have not one person in this world who understands.