She was always picking at my insecurities. It wasn't fair, why did she have to choose me? I wanted to leave, to run away, to a place where no one could judge me. That all changed when I actually got to London. He was there and he always was there. He was there when I was happy, sad, depressed. But most of all he was there all along and showed me my insecurities were actually... Helpful. That I should stop cutting and stop yelling at myself. But... now it was them. they were there and they still are. I just hope he will stay with me, because who knows? They might find someone better and prettier than me. Time will only tell.