I’m extremely nervous to the point I want to back out of going back home this soon. It may have only been days since I left, but it feels like ten lifetimes had already passed for all that has happened since then. I’m not going to lie; part of me wants the three of them to see me looking the way I do now; I guess it’s only natural to feel that way.

Part of me is genuinely worried about my dad. I guess it’s not that easy separating the bad from the good; I still recall the way ...