I only write when I feel the need to, something has enraged, irritated, or disgruntled my being. I feel like I’ m loosing my self identity in another person, and I’m finding it hard to be on my own. I have gone almost two months without make-up and as a female millennial, its been no picnic. My only feelings of self- confidence and belonging are deriving now from my significant other, and most days I don’t leave the house by myself, other than to go to work. It’s crippling my ability to do things on my own. I am also new to town and don’t know anyone, which is also terrifying still after three months of being here. I’m not sad in the same ways anymore, there are different things to be sad about now from when I first moved. I’m a mess.