Saturday, July 12, 2003
I don't know why I'm so difficult to be around lately. I'm sorry I'm so unstable and high maintenance and moody and insensitive and insecure and whatever else I'm being. I'm living in a fucking fantasy world, and ignoring everything that might be important. I know I'm no help to anyone, and especially none to myself.
I guess my whole reason for wanting to leave was because these familiar faces are not interested in knowing anything more about me than they do (or assume they do). It's probably my own fault for not letting them. Obviously I'm a troubled little girl. I can't take these empty consolations. I'm sick of not being heard. I don't want to be scared anymore, but I wish someone would just admit that it's okay that I am.
I guess my whole reason for wanting to leave was because these familiar faces are not interested in knowing anything more about me than they do (or assume they do). It's probably my own fault for not letting them. Obviously I'm a troubled little girl. I can't take these empty consolations. I'm sick of not being heard. I don't want to be scared anymore, but I wish someone would just admit that it's okay that I am.
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