Give up

I keep trying to keep living normally. I know I can't escape. But there's always the lingering knowledge at the back of my mind that it would be so much easier to give up.

Routine

I have to try to forget about all of this. It's hard, but every time I move somewhere else, the shape and the stranger are there, and nothing I can do will stop them. So as terrified as I still am, I just have to live with it. Make the fear routine.

I really hope I can.