A Cheshire Cat Smile

I’m so sick of feeling like I’m not good enough.

My boyfriend is out drinking at the bar.

I feel like he’s flirting with every girl there and I’m sitting at home hoping he makes it home okay. I’m so tired. I’m having a hard time keeping my eyes open and I won’t sleep until I know he’s home and safe.

I’m freaking out. He gets flirty when he drinks. I feel like shit. Also, he’s not texting me. My fucking life.

I don’t feel loved by anyone. I don’t believe anyone when they tell me they love me. I really don’t think my boyfriend loves me.

I don’t think anyone can love me.