I've notice the growing up i've done thru here by reading my journals. Im all old now, ha. The shitty relationships that i was in. All tattooed, pierced, and gauged up. I feel like im having some kind of realization of my mistakes, and that it was for my own good. I still dont know if im happy though. Even with my alcoholism and drug use to a stop. I will i be happy when he asked me the question? I feel no matter what im just not happy after all the fights. Great im depressed now. I just want to be alone. I love you doesnt cut it anymore..