i think that i’m going to regret not moving out when i had the chance. it’s going to be one of those things that i’m going to be thinking about for the rest of my life.
unhappiness emptiness is already starting and i’m afraid that it’s going to be digging a hole in my heart.
what i hate the most is not being able to do anything anymore. i’m moving soon, to another country, to be with my husband. and i am never going to be able to have that chance ever again.
it’s painful, not being able to do anything.