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[anonymous]

Sometimes I worry about all the contradictions that exist in my life and whether they'll ever balance out and leave me a 'normal' person. It worries me that I go from extreme happiness to real lows, because I never seem to find the middle ground. That said, on a more positive note I can list more things that make my life worth living this year than last... and though they're still counted on one hand I'm taking that as a real and important improvement.

[anonymous]

cool idea, who are you?

[anonymous]

I'm worried that next year I'm going to slip into a sea of depression because my days are going to present me with an ubiqutious theme of boredom and routine.
I worry about silly things. I worry about being ill a lot. It's not something I talk about much to anyone. It affects my life. Things I do.
In short, it sucks.
I worry about my appearance, what does my partner think of it? etc. It's really not nice.
I worry that the writings I base my future career on are overestimated and that I have no talent.

I worry a lot.

[anonymous]

I like it when you catch the train/bus just on time because it gives you and overwhelming sense of defeat and relief that just feels nice.
I hate it when you're washing up and one of your hairs from your head falls in the water and sticks to your hand. It feels weird.

[anonymous]

I think I misread a lot of situations and I'm paying the price for it now. It feels like I've done a lot of growing up in these past few months yet also decayed in other areas. I think my interest in romanticising a lot of things is probably what drags me down with thoughts that are not necessary, like wondering if I will ever be in love, which is my main fear. It just feels like normal people wouldn't concern themselves with these things but I sometimes I appreciate that I do and that I am different. I'd rather embrace

I just concern myself with these issues rather than being productive. I want to help people yet I can't even help myself.

[anonymous]

*I'd rather embrace this and use it to good affect.

I also wish I could be more honest about my feelings towards people but it is very hard for me to open up.