I had two days off work and I’m just as worn out as I would be had I been working. I think it’s being here. There is so much stress from too much family time, especially when it’s sort of not really your family any more. You can never go back, that’s true when it’s about your parents and brothers and sisters. You can’t go back and expect them to accept that you aren’t that same dorky kid, loser, whatever. Sometimes I feel like there are two people inside me. One is the person they expect me to be and the other is the unexplored (real) me. I wonder if I have to break something to be that real me. It seems the only way out and yet you’re always trained to be nice, not hurt others and respect your family. What do you have to lose to gain yourself and your freedom from old standards?