I'm going back home to the west coast.

[li_ber_ate]

I've tried thinking about this from every angle and nothing makes me feel better. For every pro there is an even bigger con. I don't know what to do. When did things get so hard? I thought I deserved this and that I was finally getting on track. Apparently all I've done is get myself off the good track I was on and hurt my friends and myself in the process.

Isn't 22 years enough time to get your shit together? Or atleast for the shit to stop coming?

I was so sure of my decision and now I don't know.