I am on my own.
Completely, totally and utterly on my own here.
My parents, though they live close, just can’t help the way they’d want to, they just don’t keep well enough.
I don’t have any friends yet.
I have no one to turn to.
No one to stop and chat with up the high street.
No one to go for a night out with.
No one to bring in the New Year with.
I am on my own here.
I wonder how long I’ll feel that way.
I hope it’s not long.
I need it to not be too long.
I don’t function well without people around.
People to talk to.
People to have fun with.
People to drink with.
People to do nothing with.
I am on my own,
and it sucks.