I try not to think about it. I know it's better to go forward. I know it is. There is no backwards.

I feel stuck. I'm stuck in limbo. A vaccume of something that no longer exists. I need to get out, I know it. I just don't know how....

I realize I just spent the last hour doing what? Reading things from almost 10 years ago... Why do I do this to myself? It's like reading things in the news that make me cry. I try to avoid them, but I end up looking at them anyway.