After going through all those diaries and journal entries from a year or two ago, I feel so drained… So... exposed. It’s as if everything has resurfaced again. All the problems I faced and hid, or put beside me has come back up again. Everything feels so heavy, like it’s pulling me down. Like, every time I want to move forward, it comes back, sucking me deeper into it all… Do you think it’s possible…? Not that anyone listens.

And there’s nothing I can hold on to. Except one… And I know my relationship with him isn’t too good. It needs to be worked on. I’ve tried my whole life to fix it up, things just wont fall into place. And it’s usually my fault; I’m the one who always goes astray… Giving in to everything… trying to live my life with no regrets… But it doesn’t really work out... right?

After going through all those diaries and journal entries from a year or two ago, I feel so drained… So... exposed. It’s as if everything has resurfaced again. All the problems I faced and hid, or put beside me has come back up again. Everything feels so heavy, like it’s pulling me down. Like, every time I want to move forward, it comes back, sucking me deeper into it all… Do you think it’s possible…? Not that anyone listens.

And there’s nothing I can hold on to. Except one… And I know my relationship with him isn’t too good. It needs to be worked on. I’ve tried my whole life to fix it up, things just wont fall into place. And it’s usually my fault; I’m the one who always goes astray… Giving in to everything… trying to live my life with no regrets… But it doesn’t really work out... right?