The greatest thing...

Is that I have no one. Not a single person I can talk to about anything that's wrong, because anyone that once pretended to care really only actually wanted to use what I've said to talk shit on me. (Which, by the way, I'm 31 years old, aren't we a little old to be Google stalking each other?)
And I'm absolutely alone in this. I wouldn't even tell the people I consider my closest friends about how I feel because I don't want them seeing through the bullshit film I coat my life in to make it seem like everything is ok.
I'm so tired of feeling like me. I'm so tired of being me.