The night before I leave. I'm exhausted and nervous. Probably not the best way to start off. Everyone can't believe that I'm going on this trip. Today four or five family friends looked at my parents and screeched, "You're really letting her go! Aren't you afraid?" I know they are. But they also know that I need to do this.

I have to.
I know this trip isn't about running from my problems.
I know it's about facing them.
And parts of it won't be fun.
I'm scared. And so excited!

~Hope