New beginnings scare me, but maybe it is time for a change. I'm not myself at the moment, I miss being me. Its always like this though, I just need time, to settle into a new phase of my life. I miss you all though, its strange feeling so alone. I know no one, but that might be a good thing, its time to meet new people and to get out of myself a bit. I'm tired of all my own insecurities, I'm tired of holding myself back, I'm tired of not believing. Time to grow up. I would rather like to build myself a fort out of mattresses and blankets and scarves like I did when I was little and creep inside and become invisible for a while. Or my top cupboard, when I was small I would climb up to the top shelf of my cupboard and sit on it for ages, snuggled up against the spare blankets kept there... I miss that cupboard!