I seriously don’t know if I can do “this” anymore. I’m just tired of everything. I hate holding things in but it’s what I do best. I hold in my emotions and hide it from everyone because the only one who should matter is me. This vacay so far I would say isn’t what I expected and I think I realize that I don’t want to deal with all of this. This thing, this whatever, isn’t worth my time. I’m over it, if you won’t try I won’t. Done. That’s it.