I am not going to go off onto a big rant as to how insecure I am not. I am just going to talk about how insecure I am.
There's too much about me that I would really like to change. Not so much about looks, but something about my personality keeps people away. I have been described as scary, adorable, weird, independent...from a multitude of people. I have no clue what my friends would describe me as.
Some say I am a great person because I worry more about other people than I do myself. And that is because...I guess I just sometimes feel like I am not going to have a purpose in life besides getting other people through life and having my life perpetually put on hold. But you know...maybe that is just going to be my life...
An endless cycle of helping with no time to fix issues that are kicking me somewhere that is like an emotional funny bone.
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