This morning was reeeaaaaalllyy bad. I did something I told myself I wouldn't. I cried a lot. I realized I am very scared about what I am about to do. I am very scared at how alone I will be and how I would be able to support myself and such. I don't even want to reach out to people anymore because it is me screaming out too much at what life is throwing at me. I know and grateful for the blessings that I have. Yes, I know about them. I also know I got to do something. I can't be where I am.