it’s hard

it’s so hard going to work and doing things when your heart hurts.  i would rather just be alone then to try to make it through another day.  that is the hardest part of everything. it’s like work just trying to make it through another lonely day. feeling alone and like no one understands or even cares.  and even when they say they care you can’t feel it because it’s just words and not actions.  i am at the point now where i don’t even know if any of it was ever real. was it all just words?  did everything mean nothing. i don’t know anymore.  but i am tired of being the one hurting over everything all the time.