2.8.18 - 12:38am
I know I shouldn’t start writing (typing…) since that’ll only lead to me thinking more negatively than I am now, but this is what I do. When I feel bad, I do things to make me feel worse…
Here we go :|
So…
I, honest to God, 100% , don’t know what I’m doing with my life.
I feel like I’m on a track I can’t run on…
Like I’m chasing after something that I realistically can’t have.
It’s not that I don’t want it…but I don’t think I’m capable of having it.
I feel like I’m living in constant denial by trying to run on this track while I’m barely able to crawl…
I see people around me (yea..I know…don’t compare). I try not to. But that’s me. That’s what I do. But it’s not just that either, even if I didn’t compare myself to others, this feeling wouldn’t go away.
Yet here I am, barely crawling on this track with a shit ton of obstacles that keep knocking me down instead of me hopping over it.
I have all these expectations put on me by others and by myself, and it’s…a lot.
Everytime I feel like I’m getting that much closer, I only end up moving backwards and feel foolish for actually thinking that I could do it.
Yet, here I am…
And what am I doing?
I don’t know. I really don’t.
Damn…it’s been a year…why do I still feel like this….




