I can’t breathe. Everything seemed to change. I feel trapped in an illusion of a happy place. I feel as though I am part of something, but in reality I am not but a silly little piece.
I don’t know what to do, every move I make is watched. Every word I utter can be used against me. Every little thing I do can make or break what lies ahead of me.
I made my decision, and it is final. I am just waiting for the perfect moment to come. I will break the news, I will do this not just for me, but for my future.
I don’t owe you anything. I made the conscious decision to take part of your world. Don’t blame me for leaving, for looking for a better place. If you took great care of me perhaps, just perhaps, I would’ve stayed.
This time, I’m serious. I am not backing down. I need to do this, or else I’ll regret it.