I think what ever I have been going through the past couple of weeks has been around for a long time. I just never admitted it to myself before. I’ve always wanted to be strong and keep everything bottled up inside. I never wanted to be weak. But it is getting hard, especially being away from home and not truly having anyone to talk to about it. I am glad I finally talked to my mom about it cause she’s helping me deal with it. (I’m not sure what ‘it’ is but I hope this is a step closer to figuring it out.)