Aren't i suppose to be happy? Things are going well... Errr, fairly well. I couldn't say that things were going well, because that would be lying. Things are better than before, and i appreciate that. Its wonderful. Then again, why am i feeling so fucking awful? All the time? Are my insecurities acting up again? Am i over-thinking everything, being eaten by paranoia?
This morning my sister told me that i'm just being a leo. This is how leos are. We can't stay committed to anything. She said that one minute i'd love something and the next i'd love something else. Thats not true.. Is it? Hmmm. Mum tells me that i am my own worst enemy because i constantly fill myself up with so much negativity and i allow myself to believe in them. She says i have low self esteem, and so does Madam Emilia. Madam Emilia's story is a little different though. She said i lost all my confidence after i turned 15 and that i was really confident before that. Where did my self confidence go to? It couldn't have gone far.. Now i'm just stuck in my little bubble where nobody understands and nobody even tries to. And i'm sick of being by myself.
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