I told the first person in Ohio my history. Its my friend Doug. He's a soon to be cop, and we were driving home from the bar. I told myself that i wasn't going to tell anyone about my history, so I could get a fresh start. But its too hard for me, living like i'm some big secret. I am a sharer.
I am so lonely sometimes.. I miss my mom a lot. I feel like I'm a stranger, just peeking in to other people's lives all the time. Sometimes, I really want a boyfriend, just to leach off of his friends and his life. But at the same time, I don't want to feel held back or tied down by someone.
Its hard, this moving thing. Harder than I thought it would be.
I am naive.
I am broken...
I am running...
Just keep your chin up, babygirl. It's always hard at first, but it will get better.
ReplyDeleteyou are also so very brave, babydoll.
ReplyDeleteit takes unimaginable courage to make a fresh start and completely uproot your life in the hopes that you'll find something better than what you left behind. never forget that. love you.