(&& here is the part where I just sit in silence
for a while trying to figure out what comes next..)
..shits hard dude..
Over the last few days I thought about somethings.
A decent amount of things actually, somethings I’ve discovered that I liked..
&& others not so much…
Somethings made me think about a time that wasn’t the best.. (thinking wise)
I thought the older I got maybe the easier it would be to let go of some of
those weird habits that seem to stick around me…
Sort of like finding yourself 2.0 .. or something like that..
I remember one time I wrote someone something, because I thought they would
maybe appreciate it && be happy to read it… (but they didn’t, instead it was kind of like the complete opposite which really threw me off at the time…)
I don’t know where I was going with that..
I am just trying to write.
But also trying to avoid something possibly bigger.
The fear that I have with myself.
The fear of acknowledging something that I always seem to try to avoid.
Writing helps me a lot.
Even when I debate about doing it over && over.
It’s that fear I was talking about.
I had this revelation (so to speak)
About something that has been affecting me.. for the last few years
&& I never knew why, but more so recently the pieces were coming together.
I can find something that brings me joy.
… You know that kind that makes you feel like your walking on nothing.
But is it always a good thing?
Is it always true?
I find myself drowning my own self in anything I see positive
&& then realizing that I always seem to lose myself in all the madness… 😔
So it is back to square one for me.
I don’t expect anyone to have a clue what I am talking about, but just to
know that I am trying my best to get through this crazy part in my life.
I don’t know why it is like this for me. I really don’t.
I can’t even tell if it is something that is in my head or whatever
&& that no one would even understand me.
..happiness can be the best thing in the world…
..happiness can be the first thing to bring you down…
I can’t tell if happiness is meant for me
I don’t want to keep losing myself by the smallest of distraction because
it is something that can make me feel whole && also something that has made me feel lost…
Loneliness comes to mind.
Loneliness seems to be the only thing that really makes sense to me.
I dont understand alot of things && when I do. I over shoot it.
&& throughout it all.
I am always reminding myself.
Happiness comes. Happiness goes.
Reminded so much of how lonely you can feel in a world filled with people..
Forever && always