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Yeah, so I saw my old friends in my old town.
Damn, I miss them so much, we were laughing about old stuff and it was like I never left. How pathetic. But, I just hate where I live so much. The people I hang out with aren't my real friends. I'm not close enough. And it sucks, because who I consider my best friends here, don't feel the same way. And I'm already torn apart enough from my old friends that they probably don't consider me as close.

I just want to move back. And have everything return to normal. I guess that's too much to ask. My dad feels guilty for moving us here and tells me and my mom to just be happy where you are. But the thing is... He's a guy. He doesn't understand how I need friends and to have a sense of belonging or I'll be unhappy. But I guess the whole not having close friends have brought me closer with my family. I love them so much. And I talk to my mom more. I feel I can talk to here about anything, and it makes me feel so much better to just spill what's on my mind to her. She's like a therapist to me I guess... She knows I'm depressed. And I've cried to her a couple times about it.
I feel I can trust my parents more than my friends. Wow, I guess I'm just a strange teenager. >>
Yeah, anyways, besides feeling the normal depression, I'm okay.

But it just felt so GOOD to get out of where I live now and go back. It was just so relieving and refreshing.