Going to listen to “You’re a Big Boy Now”.
Why do I feel like I’m going to regret being the bigger person? I mean… Isn’t it a good thing to take a step forward? I’m just tired of complaining all the time, and I’m tired of not liking someone and telling the world how much I don’t like that person.
Yeah, I’ll just listen to that song, along with all the other songs that perfectly suit the way I feel at the moment.
Goodness I do love music.
Hating someone takes so much out of you. Not Hate. Sorry, loaded word.
But disliking someone takes a lot of energy and it consumes a good portion of your self.
over this.
Enraged. Empowered. Immature.
Not quite the finest emotional party, but it is something.
I’m wide awake and I’m thinking about things. I don’t know… It’s hard. My weight. My looks. My face. My love life. My friendships. My words. My family. My nose. My ears. My throat. My project. My future. Everything is just racing through my mind right now and I can’t sleep.
I don’t know. Maybe I am just another character in someone’s novel. Maybe I’m that sad young gal who ends up dying lonely in the end of the book. Metaphorically of course.
I’m just lonely I guess. Thanks Bea.
Just breathe.
Tempted to bow over the bowl again.
So much guilt right now.
As soon as one problem ends another one rises.
