One week, two days, one hour, and ten minutes. I feel like nothing has changed, nothing at all. I'm just exhausted from little to no sleep, scared out of my mind to be in the city I love, and I can't bring myself to trust anyone anymore. I don't feel like the same person anymore and it tears me apart when friends and family tell me they miss the cheerful Heather I used to be. I feel so broken, all the damn time.