If I could go back for a day, I would change everything. My life is a story full of secrets and lies. My life is a huge lie. When people ask me what’s wrong, I just say I’m tired and they fall for it every time. What the hell, people? I want to vent, but I don’t trust anybody and the last time I said anything, they walked away. They walked away because I lied. I want to go back and fix it, but I can’t because I’m not worth it. Why do I have to endure all the pain and stress of this mess? I may be guilty, but I don’t deserve this. No one does. I quit it all. If I had the chance, I would take it, I just don’t know what I would say or do and if anyone reads this, which I doubt anyone will, just know, I would still give my life to see the one person that saved my life once already just one more time before I die. Is that really too much to ask?