Today in Journal

I’m gonna cry and that’s okay.
I am so sad.
People are mean and nasty. They’re just plain rude. Even people I know in real life are downright insulting and invite their friends to a pile on when it’s online.
I’m just devastated that people I have known for as long as I can remember think so little of me. No one responds to the content. They just attack me as a person. Fail to defend me against their own friend’s baseless insults.
Sure. It’s not an argument. It’s a reflection of them, not me. Nothing is less comforting.
It is a bit ironic.
This quarantine is getting old. It’s getting to me. I feel so alone.

Maybe I am just hormonal from having a baby. That’s probably an excuse.