Next week... you'll ask me what's wrong and I'll answer with my usual, "I'm fine," when deflecting. Deflecting is all I know what to do anymore because I'm tired of trying to explain my thoughts and my point never being understood. I meant what I said in my text. I'll walk this journey and deal with my stuff then I do want to leave. All I feel is disappointment about my life here, and I want a new life as far away as possible from this place when the journey's over. I'm leaving everything behind, including you, and starting fresh.