Honestly I have never given up on anything in my life if I truly believe in it that much. But there’s one thing now that… I’m so close to giving on, I can’t even believe it. I just don’t see the point of holding on to something when it seems like it wants to be set free.

Each and every day, I break down a little more. The pain is too much too bear. It’s all I ever think about now. It’s the first thing on my mind when I wake up in the mornings, the last thing I think before I fall asleep every night, and even in my sleep I think about it. The way I know that is because I dream about it all the time. That’s why I’m scared of giving up. I feel like once I give up, everything will come running back to me, but I won’t care because I already gave up on it.