I’m tired of being down, tired of thinking about him, tired of being someone I know I’m not, tired of people feeling sorry for me, tired of the world not seeing who I really am; I’m tired of not being me. I have so many emotions bottled up inside me that I know I can’t let out, but why should that be a bad thing? I am happy to say that I am going to turn this horrible situation into a good one. I promised myself a while ago that I would live my life to the fullest, and that’s exactly what I’m going to do, no matter what.