I feel like such trash for leaving without saying anything and not keeping in contact with the beautiful friends I've made, I've wanted so so bad to contact you but anxiety gets the better and I figure you forgot or hate me for being a shitty friend. It's been a long, long time since I've said anything so lets explain what I've been doing.
Late two years ago in October 2012 I stopped attending school and worked as a waitress, I couldn't stand going there anymore and spent all my time skipping or getting upset there all the time. I decided in 2013 I would go to tafe to study art on its own where I moved to a neighboring city with some distant family. It wasn't bad at all, I made friends, fell in love and got a job. But I just slipped one day and insomnia came rolling back and quiet depression and self harm so I decided to move back home. I moved back nine months after living away in the September and spent a few months wandering around the house trying to find meaning. I got a new job here at a supermarket and been drawing and working there ever since. I wanted to get in contact but mentally, I had no motivation to keep in touch or love anyone although I missed you all terribly. I know I can't be forgiven for staying silent this long but I'd like to make friends with you all once again if that's possible and stop running away.
I love you all very much and I can't apologise enough for leaving without saying goodbye. I hope maybe you can look over my silly anxiety antics and we can be friends again. Even if it's too much to ask, please know that I care for all of you, you know who you are and I never ever stopped thinking about you.