It feels bad now but it's gonna get better someday

At this moment there are 6,470,818,671 people in the world. Some are running scared. Some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day. Others are just now facing the truth. Some are evil men, at war with good. And some are good, struggling with evil. Six billion people in the world. Six billion souls. And sometimes -- all you need is one.

All I need is one person. One person to make this be okay. I don't know what I'm doing and I don't know how I'm going to get through this. There are six, almost seven billion people in this world and I know that there are those who are going through things a thousand times harder than what I'm going through but I don't know those people. Maybe I'm selfish, maybe I'm inconsiderate of others but right now I need someone, just one person to tell me that I can breathe again.

It came to the point recently where I just became numb to it all. Numb to the yelling, numb to the tears, numb to even myself. I felt nothing. I used to be in love. I used to know what it was like to be full and alive but now every time I come back to this place all I feel is nothing. Empty. I am empty. Most of the time when I'm home it's all I can do to focus on making it through the day. If I can see a way out, the day when I'll get to leave I'm okay but the second I feel stuck, all the emptiness comes flooding back and I think I'm drowning. And it shouldn't be like that when you come back somewhere that is supposed to be called "home". I've been away for so long and I've been so happy that I thought the numbness was gone, I wanted it to be gone. I want to feel the happiness that everyone else feels when they come home from college. I should want to spend time with my parents, I should want to sleep in my own bed, but when it all boils down to it, I just want to go back to school. The real place I call home isn't here; it's on that little campus in a big town where I've found my community. I've found where I belong and where I can truly be happy and calm and myself. I didn't like who I was when I left this town. I was sad, I was hopelessly empty. Over the last year I have become the person, the woman, I always wanted to be. But now that I'm back, I've turned into that little girl getting bullied around by her parents who act more like children than she ever did. When I'm home I feel nothing. I want to feel something, anything all all but I am completely numb. What can I do to feel something again? What can I do to not feel empty? Will it always feel this way when I come home? Will I ever feel comfortable here? I just don't want to be numb anymore.

All I need is one person. Just one.