it’s back. the feeling of torn, lost, hate, anger and sadness. i feel ever so lonely. i feel so stuck. like i’m in prison. i wouldn’t know how that feels. but i feel so…i don’t know what’s the word. i can’t describe it but i feel so scared. so so scared. only God can help me, but i have to help myself too. i feel like quitting. like i always do. my new job’s so overwhelming. but what job isn’t? i just realized how stressed i am. how i’ve made stress a big part of me, i can’t seem to live without it!! arggh. i am going out of my mind with this madness. i am thankful for being able to think. but i can’t think right. i don’t know if i’m thinking right. i want to think right. but how?? i have to be patient. but i don’t know if i can! i’m trying and i don’t know!! i need to talk to people. but whoooo?? maybe the people are there, but i’m asking the wrong questions. or instead of asking questions, i’m…i don’t know. always somewhat defending myself?? who am i?? who the bloody hell am i??
i’m scared. of myself. i don’t know what i’m capable of doing. i’m impulsive. i follow my desires. i want freedom. i want to work and fill my time. i want to do what’s right. even if it’s tiring. but i hate being pressured! but that’s part and parcel of life is it? pressure?? but maybe it’s my mentality. maybe i’m just arghhhh!!!!! ARRRGGHHHH!!!