These are just some of the things I tell myself when I’m going through a rough time. As much as I want to reach out to someone and just let it all out and vent and bitch and go on and on about how uncertain I feel about certain things and certain people, I don’t. As dangerous as it is to keep things bottled up, sometimes I feel like I have no choice because no one will understand what goes on in my head. It’s exactly what it says in the image: it gets too stressful to even think about having to explain and rectify why I’m thinking the things I am when I have absolutely no reason to. It’s already getting stressful trying to explain things right now x_x
To those who have known me growing up knows I wasn’t ever like this. I didn’t let my thoughts get to me and just sat back and kicked it. I didn’t care about what I didn’t know. I didn’t think the worst of things I didn’t know. How the hell can I get back to those days? Ugh.
..and that’s just a little preview of how life with me is like (not all the time, don’t worry).