I wish I could be happy this Best Friends Day. I wish I could say I was
happy and secure in all of my relationships. Truth is, today got me more
unhinged than I've been in weeks. Opening Instagram, I see my friends talking about how much they love each other, but no one mentioning me.
It's so insignificant, but it really gets to me. People tell me that they love me, but usually only at times when I've expressed that I feel lonely. No one cares about me enough to immediately think to talk or post about it. I'm not in the forefront of anyone's mind.
