I've been away from home for about three weeks now, and it's been an interesting observation. I'm not happy. I don't know why; it could be because I haven't made friends who make me feel the same way my friends in Rosebud did. Or it could be because I'm doing different things and I just haven't found my center yet.
I honestly don't know. I just know that I feel different. I feel low. I don't feel like me. I feel like every day I lose a little bit of myself. Almost like I'm just draining. Falling away slightly. The people who know me today, met me at school, will never really know me. Maybe that's not true, but I just feel like I have to force myself to stay present and alive. All I want to do is stay in bed and sleep. I just want to drift off into a world that isn't my own.
Maybe I'm just tired. I know I'm still transitioning. But I don't want to be here half as much as I wish I was home. I miss you guys.
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