Each day had felt like an eternity over the past week. It was like a never ending nightmare I couldn't wake up from. I felt broken, weak, and most notably more depressed than I've been in a long time. I had showed restraint though too and hadn't had a drop of alcohol despite being offered drinks numerous times at different events. Most people I had met in my travels so far seemed fake, like they only wanted to use me. Some of my fans tried to seduce me and some men in fancy suits had tried to exploit me. Taylor had tried to warn me about all of this in our e-mails before the tour but I didn't believe her. I never thought life would actually be like this, well I guess it wouldn't be if I hadnt fucked up.