Shitttttt
I really hate nights when I feel like this. Especially when I’ve gone so long feeling fine. It’s only 45 days now until I leave. Even though I’m so scared and most of the time I’m not ready and don’t want to leave, there’s no way that getting away and being with and meeting new people isn’t going to be the best thing for me. I think it’s what I need. Anyone who really cares will make sure to stay in touch, so why am I scared to leave everything behind? Most likely because I’m scared to realize who actually doesn’t care. I’m so scared to face the fact that people I’ve invested my time and love in don’t necessarily care for me the same way I do for them. Its part of growing up as everyone keeps telling me. I just don’t know if I’m ready.
