I went over to her new place last night, and it was very awkward. We hardly talked, neither of us laughed at each others' jokes, and I was so restless during the movie that I wanted to go home. I feel so different from her, that she's moved on and I'm left behind. I feel like if I could work more jobs, be as good at school as she was and had my own place, I'd be able to relate to her more.

But she really is my only friend. I have two other friends, but they're very needy emotionally and financially. I feel like my real friends are the ones I've created inside, that I don't even belong to reality.