2.8.18 - 12:38am
I know I shouldnβt start writing (typingβ¦) since thatβll 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 worseβ¦
Here we go :|
Soβ¦
I, honest to God, 100% , donβt know what Iβm doing with my life.
I feel like Iβm on a track I canβt run onβ¦
Like Iβm chasing after something that I realistically canβt have.
Itβs not that I donβt want itβ¦but I donβt think Iβm capable of having it.
I feel like Iβm living in constant denial by trying to run on this track while Iβm barely able to crawlβ¦
I see people around me (yea..I knowβ¦donβt compare). I try not to. But thatβs me. Thatβs what I do. But itβs not just that either, even if I didnβt compare myself to others, this feeling wouldnβt 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 itβsβ¦a lot.
Everytime I feel like Iβm getting that much closer, I only end up moving backwards and feel foolish for actually thinking that I could do it.
Yet, here I amβ¦
And what am I doing?
I donβt know. I really donβt.
Damn...it's been a year...why do I still feel like this....












