Numb.

I have a theory. I think I've become who I am because of him... Because of this bitterness that has taken over me even though I thought it wasn't there anymore.

Perhaps this is a sign telling me that I must finally just frickin let go. How I wish I could be rational for once in my life.

I'm actually not crying right now. I'm just... Numb. In some way I don't care but there's a part of me that does. It's my fault, too, I admit. I choose to sulk. I choose to remember. I choose to let it affect me.

I need an es-ca-pey.