Will I ever get control of my life? Will I always be shoved back and pushed around by those I trust?

Everything about it was false. Right then, in that office, with the realization that no one knew the truth about my life, my thoughts about the world were shaken.

You don't know what goes on in anyone's life but your own.

Could be my soul mate / two kindred spirits / Maybe we're not / I guess we'll never / know

That's why you did it. You wanted your world to collapse around you. You wanted everything to get as dark as possible.

My breathing begins to slow. The tension in my muscles starts to relax. Then, a click in the headphones. A slow breath of air. I open my eyes to bright moonlight. And Hannah, with warmth. Thank you.

I wanted people to trust me, despite anything they'd heard. And more than that, I wanted them to know me. Not the stuff they thought they knew about me. No, the real me. I wanted them to get past the rumors. To see beyond the relationships I once had, or maybe still had but that they didn't agree with.