It upsets me more than it did before. What's funny is that I always used to speak my mind before. But I think I hold back now because I'm afraid it will turn out how it was last time. Phone calls. And more phone calls. Questions and more questions. It was all hectic and chaotic. You would get so irritated with me. You'd roll your eyes. You'd give me attitude. You were sick of it and maybe that's why you messed up so bad, but that shouldn't be the reason to make such drastic choices. Now, I hold everything in. I'm afraid of what they'll say. I'm afraid of falling down the hole. But, you should know, you were there.


"stop being a pussy those who stand for nothing fall for anything"
"i dont know anymore..."
"stop it already! i already told you what to do. now go do it or im gunna have to keep telling you the same thing over again. you promised me you wouldnt talk about this anymore or if you did it would be about how your overcame this fear."
"i know..."






Help me over come it.