For some reason, my tears about myself do not fill my eyes n e more. The only time i start to cry is when i watch a movie, a documentary, hear of someone's death, or i feel or hear or see that people that i know or do not know facing problems, pain and trial. for some reason, i just don't start crying to my own emotion, i have no response except for frustration. why is it that it is soooo odd that it seems almost unnatural?
i don't understand this. i was never like this before. i used to not cry at all, but now, i cry about every little thing, but not things that happen to me. sighs sighs. i've become even more of a nut case about myself. sighs sighs. it's sad.
i feel a constant need of reassurance. i feel that nothing is pushing me up, and everything is pulling me down. but that's just me and probably everyone else in this world at one time or another. sighs sighs.
this year shouldn't have changed n e thing. nothing changed when i was in grade nine to 11, what makes this year sooo oddly different? blah......
well i'll make it to university, the question is where. sighs sighs. oh wellz.
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