It’s weird to go back 2 years and read how hopeful I was back then. I’ve changed and I know it.

I’ve changed and I don’t like what I’ve become. I’m now the sociable outward person I had hoped to be. However, the superficialness is getting to me. The more open I am, the more I lose the part of me that was inward, pensive and insightful. I don’t mind being that person who was different than the rest. Now I’m bland. I’m lacking any sort of depth. I feel like I have to entertain people. All I am is this sense of humor….