Having no one or no place

Times like these I really wish I had a friend or just someone to vent to. Or maybe I should force myself back into journaling, I’m tired of being stuck with all my problems. Between work and family, I’m feeling extremely pressured.

Only makes me reminisce on when I was younger and had a friend, she would always open up her home as if it were my own. If my family was too much, she would let me stay at hers to clear my head and let me vent. Not sure if I want the friend or the ability to let go of my emotions. But I do know I will reach my breaking point soon.