I don’t think I realize because I have a mixed desire to be a caring person. It’s who I used to be but I don’t know who I am or who I want to be anymore. I’m trying very hard to think of what the me before would do. But I just can’t think, it’s like I don’t know myself at all. I wish that I could retrace to where I messed everything up and how and why I became who others wanted me to be, why didn’t I just stay true to my heart and be myself? Then maybe I’d be more guided in my life. I’ve made so many personas for myself that I don’t know which one is real. It hurts me to know that I wish, and that I still wish that I was good enough in the eyes of others. Me before would have never cursed this much, or be this rude.