Chapter 1
As I lay in my bed thinking about the last few years of my life I wonder... Does love actually exist? As children we are taught that love overcomes all, love is unconditional and love always wins in the end. I have loved so many, but not all loved me in return, some helped me to grow and others left me in utter despair, despair to go back to a version of who I once was. Thoughts linger within my mind, who are you really? Is your personality really yours or has it been shaped and scarred by people who didn't stay? Have you watered yourself down to make others happy all these years
