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I just feel...blank...today. It's like nothing is touching me. Like I should be upset or something, but I'm just not. It doesn't seem worth it. Takes too much energy. I just want...I want someone to hold me. So much. But I guess that doesn't matter, does it? I can't manage to tell anyone anything, so they'll never know. I'm just so scared that they won't care even when they do know. That fear stops me from telling anyone. I guess silence, it's my friend. It keeps me from screaming and finding out that no one cares enough to listen. It keeps me from disappointment. But I suppose it's my enemy as well, since it keeps me from screaming in the first place.