Y’know that time when you’re mostly in a good place but you’re not really. Like I’m trying to convince myself that everything is okay, but my body kinda seems wired to be anxious and guilty and shameful. I’ve been taught so different than who I’m trying to become and it aches dude. I have no idea what to do but sit and watch my life continue until the anxiousness passes and the moment that I was anxious for passes and everything is done.
I feel like Juliette from Shatter Me or something. But I know I can’t relate bc I haven’t been through nearly as much as she has. And I had a great time today.
I started reading The Cruel Prince, I danced, I played with my siblings, we got pizza. I studied my Korean. Everything went well.
But at the end of the day, I still worry about the same fucking things.
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smockstar
can't say we've been through the same things but I feel like I get the returning negativity part :(
It's a struggle for real, it sucks to hurt even when the day was good