My heart hurts. I want to tell you whats going on. But if I tell you, it won’t be for the right reasons and then I might lose you.

Night time is the part of the day where I reflect on myself. Did I accomplish any goals? How did my day go? Did I stay positive? Was I happy? Most importantly, did I stay true to myself? The people around us influence us in many ways. At first we don't see it, but as the days, weeks, and months go by, it's a clear picture. I'm different than I was when I first moved to this city. I'm trying to figure out if it's a good different or bad. I'm not quite sure yet, but I know that I was happier, or at least I think so. I feel like I'm being held back from living my potential as a 22 year old in Chicago and no, that doesn't make me happy.