I want to run away. I never ran away from home when I was a teen-ager, but I want to run away from home now.
I’m so tired of the tension and the stress. I’m tired of the loneliness and the hopelessness.
I know they say that you can’t run away because what you are trying to run away from is yourself and you just take your problems with you.
I just want to breathe, to be able to think.
I can’t breathe here, or think here. There is too much. Too much emotional clutter. Too much to do, to deal with.
Will I ever be free?