This is the true me on these pages. I've always loved sunflowers but...never thought of them as anything but flowers. They are tall, beautiful and proud. That's everything I'm desperately trying to be. So maybe, just maybe, I can be like them someday. Even though I know everything will be ok...I can't help but doubt everything sometimes. That is what makes life interesting I guess.
About the Blogger
This blog belongs to a 17 year old girl living in the United States. She has many self-diagnosed problems that send her into tailspins quite often. This includes clinical lycanthropy, depression, possible bipolar, mild sociophobia and severe driving anxiety. Despite her friends, she feels alone. She hates things about herself, yes, but this is why she started the blog. She felt as if she could better express herself through the Internet and being anonymous. This is all she wants you to know about herself in general as to stay anonymous to her friends who may run across this blog. Please understand. If you recognize her, please don't say anything. This is her only possible outlet. She has kept your secrets...please just keep this one.
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Biggest Post in AGES! 10/21/2012
Another BIG thing is that my brother has been keeping a huge secret from my parents and I. Before you flip, my parents know now. He says and insists (through texts, mind you) that he loves this girl who lives in the same state as us about an hour from here. I, personally, think its a load of horse crap and he should stop being such a big princess about it and man up. He should have told our parents face to face but they had to find out by taking his phone. They almost had to live up to his "out of my cold, dead hands" remark he clutched that stupid thing so bad. They read it and I was stunned. I can not BELIEVE he would do that. He's 14! 14!!!!!! That's way to young for any true love or relationship. I think he needs to consider this in a realistic light which I think he is not mature enough to do.
One final thing which ends up being two things. One, I have a cold that makes me want to lay in bed all day and use up boxes of tissue at a time. I feel like crap scraped off of the shoe of a man who rode in every taxicab in New York in a single day. Its that bad. To add to my problems my depression is back and is making things generally more difficult. I find myself unwilling and unhappy even though I fake a smile to nearly everyone I know. What's the point of faking everything anymore? I hate being so...normal. I had a dream that I did something important in my life someday. Maybe I will. I just have this burning impression on my very soul and being that I am meant for something greater than I am now. What is it...? I'm so confused.
Well, now that you're in information overload, I should say goodnight! GOODNIGHT!
.....I need happiness (sadface)
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