Someone once told me: 


"Eliza, take all the time you need. Shit, its been two years since everything went crazy for me. It still hurts knowing I messed everything up. I can put up this front all I want, have all the fun I can. But when I hit that bed sometimes, it all comes back. And it sucks. Let's hope it doesn't damper who you are. Hopefully these negative feelings will subside, even if not completely."


I hope they do subside for the sake of my sanity. 


I feel like i've changed into a completely different person.