I'm still unhappy. I have a family, a mother, and "friends". Sometimes I feel like nobody is there. Like I'm all alone. For the past two weeks I have not been truly happy. Sure I've smiled and laughed, but it wasn't real. There is always some sad in a person's life but for me it feels like sadness is my life. I hate feeling this way. It's like I come last to my mother and her boyfriend is first. My mother doesn't even realize how I feel. Nobody does. I can't even figure it out. I'm starting to think I'm bipolar. With my friends, well I don't know. There is this one girl who I kind of regret befriending. She cares about no one but herself. Sure she asks me whats wrong, but does she genuinely care. No. She expects the world to revolve around her. Her mom is a mess and crazy, I get it, she needs someone. That doesn't mean your not needed. I would never tell her anything but it's still enough to know that she cares.