Always feeling lost. I’m done with the anit-depressents, its been a year. All I want is to be happy. I’m tired of feeling stuck, feeling like where I want to be is reachable. I have friends. I don’t think they know, but I don’t like most of them. My dad has no idea who I really am and I think my mom is starting to get scared, because of all the things I tell her. I just don’t know how to move forward, because my heart is stuck in the past, when there was enough to distract me from me. and everything I want to move forward to is just out of my reach, or on the other side of the world. I miss him. I miss them. I miss it there. I miss the me who I used to be.