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i go through my messages, answering all of them.
do i feel bad that i worried people? yes of course. but i just wanted time to myself, without anyone trying to come with me or something like that.
i had a really good time, i got a hotel, and spent that day on a private beach. it was really nice.
i honestly didn't realize that people would be that worried, and the fact that it got out to the public made it even worse. people think i got kidnapped or something like that when in reality i was just using my advantage of being an adult.
i like being alone, it gives me time to actually think. i love my friends, and i love my family. but sometimes i just need to breath, to be by myself and be more aware of what's going on with me personally.
i genuinely haven't been feeling that well, when i went on my trip i started to feel better but now im back to being the same.
i don't know if it's the people im surrounding myself with or what but i feel out of my body if that makes sense, im unhappy with the way things are going right now.
old memories are coming up, bad memories. the way i felt in those times is the way i feel now.
i never told anyone but a little bit ago, the first photo shoot that i told my mom she didn't have to go to. the photographer was being really weird with me, touchy. at first i laughed it off then i asked him to stop multiple times, eventually he did but it's bringing up past experiences that ive had.
all of sudden i feel icky, all i do is constantly take showers. literally scrubbing myself.
i can't eat, it makes me feel sick and i hate looking at myself. i constantly see my face and body everywhere and this is the time where i wish i had a different job.
i hear a knock on my door and it makes me jump.
"come in." i say quietly.
frankie walks in and i see billie behind her, i smile at them.
