Hello?

Dearest Darling Readers,
Anyone there?
I know I'm being selfish and whiny, but I feel so isolated from everyone and everything. I almost feel as though when I finally get home, all of my friends are going to have forgotten about me. I mean, even before I left, it was obvious that many of my friends were distancing themselves from me, but now that I've been gone for eight weeks, and will have been gone for ten by the time I get home, I'll hardly have any friends left.
One friend pointed out to me that I've been spending too much time with my boyfriend, and that's why I've been getting left out, but the truth is, I've been getting left out since freshman year, since before I ever even met Mickey. The reason I spend so much time with him is BECAUSE no one else ever seems to enjoy my company. Not that I don't love spending time with him...but you get my point.

I love my friends, so much. But I always feel like I want to be their friend more than they want to be mine. They always hang out without me, and when I'm included, I'm almost always the person who made the plans. And yeah, I don't expect to be invited every single time, that would be ridiculous, but there's a point where I feel like I'm being deliberately left out. And that is 100% fine with me, if people would actually tell me that.

And I'm not the only person in our group of friends who feels this way. One of my co-writers has expressed similar sentiments, as has another friend. Maybe this is just how our group of friends works.

That's a bit dreary.

~Book