I can't come to terms with the fact that the people that meant everything to me, that I meant everything to, have moved on. When I moved across the country three years ago I was sure that it would be alright. I had faith that our friendships were forever and a thousand seas could not keep us apart. Now it's like their the ones that left. I just can't believe this happened. They were all I clung to when the going got tough. Now I have an amazing boyfriend and some sweet drinking buddies, but they can't replace what I lost. My mother tells me I'll make new friends. I don't want new friends. I just want them. And I'm so so tired from all these years of trying to hold in there. I've been afraid to let go because of how much it hurt when I failed last time. But now I think I'm ready again. Just can't fight anymore. Don't see anything worth fighting for. Sorry. Just wanted to talk.