I'm fed-up of letting others control how my day floats & how good I feel I'm worth. It is harder to be honest with yourself, than escape & blindly delve into someone else's opinions of yourself. I keep hearing the echoes of the past, but with all my might I'm reminding myself that I'm far past that. I'm beginning to care less about trying with those who can't make time for me. My closest companion has become the truth. She won't betray me.