All of this getting ready to fly back to Cali is depressing me. I really don't like going back there. I have to smile at people I don't like, breathe air I'd rather not, make sure my scars don't show... BUT I get to see my sister, my nephew (who's almost 2 already!!), and the only friend who's ever stuck by my through it all Josh ... It's not that I had a bad life or anything there, I mean I had a family, a house, etc. but I was never as me there as I am here ...
Oh well, time to put on the mask again...
Oh well, time to put on the mask again...