have i mentioned?;

i hate being called the "new girl."

also, i miss home. so much. i want my friends back, i want my life back. i didn't think it would be this hard.

i made the decision to leave because i thought it would help out. i thought it would be easy. i thought i would have friends.

i read in a journal: "i'm doing it to help out. my heart is telling me that it'll be the worst decision i've ever made. i decided not to listen."

why?
my one question.
why?