Dear Diary,
I’m still here, but lately I have felt I don’t want to be here. I just wish I existed somewhere else another universe or reality . I sometimes wonder if the way my life is going is how it will always be and if that’s true then I’m tired. I don’t want to put a brave face on anymore smile and be happy I just want to cry everyday but I can’t because I’m the “strong one” the one “in control” I don’t want it anymore I barely got to live my life for any reason other than to make sure I was alive for the next day. I miss the simplicity of not knowing what being an adult meant.