I'm not happy here. I hate it here. The longer I stay here, the more frustrated I get. I want out. I can't stay here for another year. I won't. I've never wanted anything more than to get away from here at this very moment. It seems like I've lost the ability to feel anything besides anger at the fact that I can't...
I'm excited to move on. The more I think about it, the more I decide that I'm ready. My heart is happy to know that change is coming, because I haven't been able to feel much of anything in this place lately. I'm not sad. Please don't think I'm sad. I just don't have the energy to feel for a place that never...
