I think I don't want to break anybody's heart...
I don't want to break my mom's or dad's heart, or my sister... I don't want to. But deep inside I just wanna go. And I don't know if that's okay to say but I'm saying it.
I just want to go and lately it's been on my mind more. That I have to better my credit to be able to move out and leave.
I have a lot in my mind about my life and about everything. Is leaving giving up? Or is it choosing something else for myself? Or both? I'm just tired of always wishing to be somewhere else. I just want to stop wishing and do it and... 🥺, this feels so weird to write.
