I'm... I don't know....

I just feel like I have nothing left.

I don't know who to talk to, I feel like I shouldn't tack onto everyone else's pain. So, I have to keep my mouth shut. More and more I'm talking less and less. I know I do this sometimes, this isn't the first time I've gone quiet.

Since moving back to my dad's, I think I'm being molded back into how I was before I'd moved out. I see it happening but I don't know how to stop it.

I probably shouldn't be complaining on here, or anywhere. I got myself into this. I should get myself out.