Dear Diary,

She’s gone. Skye’s gone. She hung up and I never even got to say goodbye or explain my side of the story. Yes, I like her. I see now that I’m stupid for liking a straight girl. It’s a definite way of having my heart broken. And that’s exactly what I am… heartbroken.

It was just so nice to see her face to face. Why did I have to ruin things by flirting?! I’m a terrible flirt!! I feel so dumb, and awful, and pointless. She said I need to love myself before I so much as even think of loving other people. What the hell does that even mean?!?! It’s like she doesn’t even care about me at all.

I’m so done with toxic people having a say in what I can and can’t do! Maybe I need to find some better friends. Ones who will love and accept me for who I am. Then, maybe with the right support, I’ll be able to find true happiness and learn to love myself nearly as much as I loved Skye. I’m gonna need to get used to saying that. I loved her. She was my best friend. But not anymore.

I’m moving on.