I have nothing to look forward to anymore. Everyone who said they would be there left. Every single person. And it doesn’t help. If they aren’t around, how am I supposed to stay clean? If I’m left alone, my thoughts will take away any bit of happiness I might still have. I hate being alone with my thoughts. In all honesty, I’m scared of them. I know what I’m capable of, but that’s only when things get bottled up for a long time and it turns into rage turned on myself. I’m not letting it out on other people. Instead I’ll just take it all out on myself as usual.