I hate being forgotten (I would rather not even bother). I hate being talked over (I would rather not talk). I hate realizing that I am taking my survival habits and using them in a situation where I shouldn't need to survive (I should be easily thriving
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Every once in a while, it'll strick me that all the planning, mine and everyone else's could be for nothing. I have to stop, give it all back to God, and then I'm okay again... for a little while.
Whenever I look at something in my past, regreting it, mourning it, wishing I had the guts to do it over again, I try to remember this
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I can't remember my thoughts from one moment to the next sometimes. I get so tired that I don't want to think about anything. I get so confused that I want to say "Just for get it. This was all a mistake." I get so angry I wonder where it's coming from
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