I'm torn between what I want and what I know is good for me. Actually I'm not even sure it's what I want anymore. I know that I'm worth more. Why am I still here? I hate being alone. This is pathetic. I thought about this for a while. Will I do it? Probably not. Should I? Who knows. I'm different because of this. Yet still the same. It kills me. I don't stop the pain. I should just say it. Cut my loses and see what happens. I can't tell if you're genuine. You won't change. Then should I? I already have. I miss myself.