My mind is a giant mess.

I don't know.
I don't know What I want.
I don't know where I want to be.
I don't know what I want to do.
I don't know who I want to be.
I don't know if I am where I want to be.
I don't know if this is right.
I don't even know who I am anymore... certainly not who I wanted to be at this point in my life.
I Know that I need to change myself, to get myself back on track.
I know I can do it.. but will I be able to? Can I find the strength to get up, dust myself off, and get back on the horse called life?
As much as I wanted to come here, to live here... I knew that it wouldn't be for me.
I knew deep down that Saint John is my home. And that it will be until I get out of there know what I want.. who I want to be.. where I want to be...
Ill be back home in a few months, when this will be less chaotic for myself. and my dad.
I'm going to wait until he gets back from Haiti to tell him that I want to move back home.
Its not living here, in this apartment that makes me want to move.. nothing like that at all. Its just that I miss home. I miss everyone and everything. I have nothing but Dad, Shelly, and Sassy here... Sure my two best friends are here, but theyre busy with school... and that's just not enough for me to make my life here...