I guess things could be a lot better. I stopped talking to that one person I wrote about in the last journal. I didn't mean for it to happen..it just did. I gave him a hug that day. I accidently pushed his head over with my hand. I said I was sorry but he flipped out and said, "Don't fucking touch me!" You probably don't know what that felt like. I put my hands up in surrender and backed away. I grabbed my things and I ran. I never stopped to take a breath. I just kept going. Ever since that day, he hasn't spoken a word to me. He looks at me a lot. But I won't meet his eyes. I look away but from the corner of my eye I can see him looking. I want to tell him how much it hurt. How much it hurts right now. But I don't think that he will listen. I'm afraid he won't understand. Why does this have to be so complicated? I feel very sad, and I've decided to stop drawing and creating any artwork. I've noticed that I have also stopped playing the piano. My favorite instrument...and I've just completely stopped playing. I don't know what to do. Someone help me...

Sad Suki