You said this hill looks far too steep.

I constantly struggle with my perception of right and wrong. I believe that you should help everybody, even if it is to your own detriment, I believe that you should do it, you shouldn't say they need help and wait for someone else to pick up the slack. The people who know me personally understand that I feel this way, they say that I should value my own health as well, I'm starting to understand what they mean. I'm so close to the edge because someone I love is slipping and I have to let them live their own life. I can't sleep because I'm worried, they keep telling me to let go because I'm about to go down with the sinking ship and if there is a survivor it won't be me. 
I don't blame you, you did what was best for you. You needed her there to calm you down, you needed those things tonight to make you feel better. You are doing what you need to do, I understand that. 
That's why I have to do what is best for me.

I couldn't tell you, what she felt that day.

I am great at talking in abstract terms, I try my hardest not to be tied down by specifics. I hate the fact that my future is uncertain in terms of studying, I hate the fact that I can't trust people, I can't believe that they love me, that they even find me remotely interesting when there is a comparison to be made to who was there previously. It is like my life is ridiculing me, drawing me in only to spit out my twisted self afterwards. Most of my good memories are tainted by taunts I have received, that I'm not smart enough, I'm not funny enough or normal enough. There are three things in life we all crave, to be loved, to be safe and to never be alone.