public diary

my freshman year experience was very eye-opening. I thought that it wasn’t going to be nearly as bad as people said it would but honestly it was; although I can say it matured me a lot.

one thing that affected me greatly was my breakup. She was my first actual everything, loving someone, meeting my family, actually wanting to dedicate my all to it; I should’ve known it was a mistake, my mom told me better than that.

it left me in a place of hopelessness and begging for closure; the biggest question I had was, why? 

why wasn’t I good enough? I tried everything I could to fix it, but it didn’t work either way. I truly don’t believe im gonna make that mistake again.

it’s summer now, so I guess I have time to focus on myself, the overall message of this diary entry is to love carefully and cautiously.