The only reason I wouldn't let go of what was making me sad was because it was the only thing that made me happy. But still, hanging on isn't enough. It was scary watching someone, who you gave the best of you to, choose someone else. But I didn't ask to be chosen, I just didn't want to be alone. I wanted to scream "don't leave me." But I couldn't do it, not again. I'm so tired of begging people to love me. Instead, I sit here drowning in my vulnerability and self-pity, and hiding behind this computer screen from the real problems that lay beyond my bedroom door.