I have not written a lot about myself in recent months. A little 'because there was a situation over which I could not do well to define the contours. A little 'because I was confused in general and I did not want to share this feeling. This morning is that I feel very fit. Are premestruo (OLE) and also in hangover, so it's normal I feel like that. Maybe I should go out with the camera to look a bit 'responses. But do you remember when you do not even have to ask questions? I'm so used to mull over - and torment - all on the fact that they have thoughts bother me. What a hopeless case, fuck.
There is nothing wrong. But nothing that really goes. I am in a situation of stalemate and I know that until childbirth, very little will change. I really need and desire to build a new horizon of meaning. To cultivate a passion to do something for me.
These days I have seen through the eyes of other people. Luke told me that I am a very (also added that I liked years ago). Even my mom tells me so. Claims that are edgy. That's when I leave for the tangent there is nothing I can change my trajectory. Probably this is my current groping in the dark is bad.
And then what to say. I'm glad the problem, at least this time, is wholly confined to myself. That you no longer need another person with addossare neurotically my anxiety / fear / insecurity. But is it really too many months, from December to be exact, that I feel. And now I'm just calling a truce.
There is nothing wrong. But nothing that really goes. I am in a situation of stalemate and I know that until childbirth, very little will change. I really need and desire to build a new horizon of meaning. To cultivate a passion to do something for me.
These days I have seen through the eyes of other people. Luke told me that I am a very (also added that I liked years ago). Even my mom tells me so. Claims that are edgy. That's when I leave for the tangent there is nothing I can change my trajectory. Probably this is my current groping in the dark is bad.
And then what to say. I'm glad the problem, at least this time, is wholly confined to myself. That you no longer need another person with addossare neurotically my anxiety / fear / insecurity. But is it really too many months, from December to be exact, that I feel. And now I'm just calling a truce.
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