Have you ever had one of those days where you want to just crawl in to bed and wish life would go away?

Well, I have.
I've been in that place for over a year, wondering if this is where my dreams led.
I just want to move on and get out of here.

I don't hate who I've become, but it's not who I thought I'd be.

But is it because of you?
Or is it because of me?

It scares me.
My plans haven't worked so far.
Now what?

Pull the sheets over my head and pray again for it to go away.

I need another holiday.