straight from my diary.

I actually wrote this next post in my diary when I decided I should post it on here:

I just wanted to remind myself that I am beautiful, educated, and going places. In order for me to do that, I can no longer carry the world on my shoulders. I need to leave people's stress with them. I can no longer double my load, I don't have the strength. I'm emotionally and mentally exhausted.

While I do love you all and wish I could cater to everyone, I can't. I have to cater to me. If not, I'll be broken forever, and you don't want that right? I have to life my own life with my own problems. I can't live yours and your problem. I can't do things for you, I have to do it because it makes ME happy. And I think that's where I went wrong; I have to live for Sharisse.

Because if I don't live for Sharisse, I'll die. And I believe I'm too great of a person to allow that to happen.