My heart is still mending. I still feel like i don’t belong here. Its been months now. I feel like I am wasting here. There are only a couple people that I even trust right now. I want to move more and more every day. I want to be more quiet, every day. I want to drown out the hurt with the noise of drinking and distractions. I am separated. I am misunderstood. What is stopping me from moving?