The way things have been

I hate feeling like this. I hate being some place that I should be excited to be and hating it. I hate feeling like I'm alone. I hate feeling like my boyfriend doesn't give two shits about the fact that I'm no longer happy here, the fact that we haven't seen each other in almost three months, or about me. I want to go home, but I don't think I'll be any happier there than I am here. Worst of all, I hate feeling like my contract in Arizona is keeping me from doing more important things for my best friend. This is too confining. I have to get out!