For as long as I could remember even in my darkest moments of life I felt I always had someone who I could talk to, but I just don’t feel like I have anyone anymore. The sad part is I don’t honestly know if I was the one who pushed all the people away I used to talk to, or if it was for some other reason. Maybe I’m just being over dramatic...I can get that way sometimes. It’s just there are some days I look out side or find my eyes following the highway out of town and every part of my being wants to just disappear into the night and never come back...and that used to scare me because I would think about all the people I would miss, and yes I would miss all the people I still care so deeply for, but some parts just feel like it would take away all the pain. The only person I would take with me is my daughter. I’ve known people to just up and leave their life behind and they survived...maybe I could too...