Dear Diary

Hurt not others with that which pains yourself.

The words repeat in my head over and over again as I sit here in my room atop my bed.

I'm home, it's a beautiful Sunday afternoon and as normal as this day is, for me it feels conflicting. I am no longer the girl my parents raised, the big sister Chrissy could always rely on, the girl Brian Davis fell in love with. I am a shadow of a shell of the girl they loved.

Hurt not others with that which ...