I want to go back to the old me. I liked her. She was haunted and she handled it in a dysfunctional way, but she handled it. This new me, she doesn't handle it. She can, but she doesn't. I DON'T LIKE HER.

Problem is, i need to not go back. And i still cannot bring myself to face just why. I wonder where that leaves the free will the new me goes on and on about...