Within this past 7 months. i've laughed, met amazing new people, done things that i'll remember forever, cried, and experienced things. I'm happy but sad. I miss things that I can't ever have back and I can't explain it. I'll always feel like something is missing no matter what I do or wherever I go. I have my days that I feel happy and content and I have my days where I break down and ask, "where'd it all go wrong?". I'm thinking for myself and doing things for myself but I feel as if that brings me my own consequences. I'm planning for me and only me. Nothing is ever for sure but all you can do is hope.
Again, I want a safety blanket that I can go to sleep at night with and feel like nothing is wrong and things can't get worse.