Yes, which is stupid to think I could have done more. But what's worse is since that was four months ago it isn't the biggest thing bothering me. *Which, incidentally, added more to her confusion. She felt like, the her from here was more real than the her from home. She kept thinking of what ifs if she were the stronger her, instead of the boring her. Confusing and complicated and impossible to word.*

*She sighed, time for the other part, the bit that in comparison should be less important but bothered her more, way more.*

I- I met a boy, named Jake. He was nice, he helped me get over my ex, he helped me deal with my mom dating again. He was great, what I needed to cope... you know, at home. We started going out, I was feeling better, his dad married my mom... *The tears she thought she was done with came back as she got closer to her main problem. A broken heart.*