Is this meant to be a point in my life where I dwell on problems and stir things up in my mind until I come to a resolution, almost like a movie? Or do some people actually realize they are just like me, and live happily forever?
Sometimes I believe that whenever I feel great about myself and my life, someone who I let into my space and my mind comes and drags me down with them. It could be family, it could be friends... anyone. I wish I could rise above everyone and be content, without someone else trying to destroy that.
Maybe its just paranoia. Maybe I'm not expressing my feelings in a creative way, such as poetry or art. I'm taking a risk here, and telling my opinions and emotions to somebody as straightforward as I can. All I hope in return is a sense of non-judgement.
I hope I gave a riveting first post. Kudos to anyone who read through it.
