Oww.

Today I had four cavities filled. I have never had a cavity in my life. It was depressing. And all I wanted was for someone to be there. To tell someone that they are the only person I wanted to go through pain with. I texted them throughout the procedure and I immediately seemed to calm down through minimal conversation. I wish I could have that again. I want someone to hold me at night. So I can turn on my side and they can wrap their arms around me. I want to feel safe when I go to sleep. Life sucks. And good girls always lose.