Dear Diary,

I feel like Elena writing this words. But i'm not a diary person. I'm not Elena.

I remember last seeing her before I left, not knowing if I'll come back. She was a mess, pretending everything is just fine. I maybe should help her. I maybe should help Alaric to figure out how to get Mystic Falls from under the spell of the travelers. I should help Stefan to see that he still cares. I should help Enzo with looking for Bonnie and Damon. But I can't. Everyone gave up. And I can't hold it together. I can't always fix their problems. I gave last three years of my life solving vampire problems. Supernatural creatures who were also my friends. I need some rest. Vampires turned my life upside down and now it's time I do the same.

This is probably my first and last entry in this notebook I call diary. I didn't write it because I'd have to. I wrote it, hoping the world will understand. Hoping everyone will understand why I, Caroline Forbes left my friends in a mess. Maybe I'll come back. Maybe I won't. I love the idea of the world lying right in front of me. Everything is possible now.