I thought I had a clear picture. The future seemed so easy to attain, the path lay right before me. But where did it go? I’m young and independent, I’m about to start college and have the time of my life, but why do I feel like I’m standing on a clump of dirt in the middle of an abyss? I no longer have any clue nor direction. I’ve fallen madly in love with a boy whose affections for me are hopelessly inadequate. I let him hurt me and he doesn’t even know it. Maybe it’s because I hate myself. Maybe it’d because I’m just a masochistic nutcase, lost in an unsuspecting and unforgiving city. The older I grew, the less friends I had. I’m left with no one to rely on. My relationship with my family is tenser than a bowstring. I have no idea what I’m doing in college. I’m scared, I’m unprepared, I’m heartbroken. I’m so lost and lonely. I just want a way to reassure myself that I will be okay. I don’t know.