It's too late to catch me now...

I have come to a crossroads in my life. I have absolutely made every single mistake possible...almost. I have screwed up in ways I never even could foresee myself screwing up. And I thought I could start over from scratch in a new place, but I can't. Because problems don't disappear because you're 2000 miles from where they began.

Some people turn to drugs as an escape. Others drink themselves stupid to forget. I move. Physically. Across the country.

And ironically, things have just multiplied. I made a resolution to keep focusing on the positive. So I will. And to do what God wants me to do. So I will.

Addy cried on the phone today. An actual, heartfelt, sad cry. She said I need to come home. I wanted to tell her that I am. But I am not sure if that's where I need to be. I know moving home to NJ in August was the right decision. I think life's been a blur since. So it is time to refocus. So I will.



...this ain't a fairytale. I'm gonna find someone someday who might actually treat well...and it's too late for you and your white horse to bring me down. Try and catch me now.