Tomorrow I start a new phase of my life and as I'm expected to be ecstatic and overjoyed, I can't help but feel sadness and regret for making it this far in my life. I keep asking myself, "is this what I want? Will this be the start of freedom? Why am I not happy? Why can't I seem to feel happy? What does it truly mean to be free?" I'm getting tired of feigning joy and elation but I don't want to sorry others. Maybe there's just something wrong with me and who I am. There has to be because why would I feel the way that I do, especially with what's happening tomorrow, and still feel completely horrid.