Dear World,
Are you listening?
I feel like I'm speaking into a void sometimes, like the only person who hears me is myself. People just don't seem to understand me these days—if ever, to be perfectly honest. I'm in a strange place, I think. I am not sure there is a way for people to understand what's going on in my head without having gone through this themselves—and I would not wish that on anyone. My shoes aren't exactly comfortable to walk in for a mile these days. I have to make adult decisions now, decisions that don't just affect me but the people I love in this world.
My life has changed so much in the last year, in ways I never thought it would—or at least hoped it wouldn't. I think about things differently than I did a year ago. A year ago I would have prayed that a guy would come in and sweep me off my feet. Now, as much as that would be lovely, I'm a little more cautious about what falling in love would do to my life. The good and the bad things. So much to consider, I guess...