So tired.

I'm tired. So tired. Mentally and physically. In the brain and in the body. However you want to word it. I'm tired.
Im happy.
I'm happy with who I am and who Im becoming. I'm happy with how I look and how I dress. I'm starting to figure out what I want to do in life.
I just don't get why others don't see it.
Because I'm feeling good and happy with myself, and I feel more alone than ever.
My old Bestfriend talks to me like he used to. And then doesn't talk to me for weeks unless I start the convorsation.
I only hang out with my friends if I take the initiative to ask them.
Otherwise I sit alone. Wasting my life on minuscule activities to keep my brain occupied simply for the reason of being occupied.
I'm tired.
Why am I the only one trying?

Much love,

Jane Doe.