I am in my own world, the kind where visitors are pelted with poison arrows every time they try to break in. I promise I am trying to help myself. I don't want to be caged in that cold room, hidden from the world within those four blue walls, having to pour my heart and soul out to someone I never met before.


You break my heart. You don't know how I feel, the way I think, how much it hurts, how I have no one to turn to. I am sorry that you feel that way and believe the things you do, and I don't feel like I have the strength to change all that isn't the truth just yet.