Semi-serious

Yesterday I decided to let Josh know how I was feeling about something.
I've been a little messed up and crying a lot lately. My family's been so weird towards me, almost hostile like.
They laugh at me when I tell them I'm in pain, because they don't believe me unless it's visible.
Or say I'm a whiny little bitch for wanting privacy.
I had no one to talk to about it, my Bro's been really busy with school and we haven't been able to talk as we usually do: about everything.
And so I had to resort to plan B: talk to Josh. (if he wouldn't have wanted to listen (I asked if he wanted to) I've would've gone to the school counselor, my last resort)
And we ended up talking about a lot of stuff.
I felt relieved and also a little happy for getting it all off my chest.
I wonder what'll happen when I leave the states to go home again...
Food for thought