Went away, got stressed, cried, hated people, hated myself, and I'm currently going through a crisis of lack of faith, and trying to be myself for the first time in awhile now.

One chapter of my life has officially ended and is time to confront this big empty road ahead of me. This is the first time in years now that I just want to pick up and leave, want to do something for myself - wander until I finally get it. Not talking about the meaning of life, just trying to be comfortable in my own skin, if I ever was.

It sure will be interesting.