I have this huge urge to move forward in my life, but I’m afraid that if I do everything behind me will collapse. And what lies behind me is already torn, destroyed, and ruined. By me sticking around to fix it would take my whole life, and its not worth something fixing. So I have to find the strength in me to move forward…but maybe I’m scared of falling. For fear that if and when I fall I won’t know how to pick myself back up, or have someone show me how. I’m afraid that by moving forward I’ll lose a lot of people in my life, people that hurt me, ruin me, and just confuse the living hell out of me. I have to leave them, so that one day when I come back to them, I’ll know how to fix them, right? Maybe I should stop thinking of them, they’ve never thought of me…so I should leave. So that I can be the happiness they’ve never had, because by staying I’ll only face their demise, their repetition. So I should move forward and only look back to wave goodbye or hello, nothing more. Because the last thing I want is to be them, because I hate them.