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Man.. ya read one thing that makes ya think things over and ya read another thing that makes ya think even more about what you've thought about and could possibly change your mind on things.
I dunno. Lately if I have the time to think things through by means of talking to myself, outloud or in my head, I get confused. I suppose that's somewhat normal however.
I've just got that strange urge to talk to someone about anything. I mean... for once I'm in the mood to carry a conversation, it's strange. Yet at the same time, my mind is blank when getting the urge ou
so many people on the buddy list and I just sit here in tears for some reason. :\ I don't quite understand it myself. For one thing if I would stop living in the past and assume that everything is angst as I think it is, I'm sure I could just open up to someone. I've gone through this conversation with myself how many times now.
Strange how... just randomly writing to myself, is making me feel somwhat better. I mean, when I talk to myself I know at least someone is listening, even if it's only me, ya know? Perhaps I'm just the odd one. It's like... I just sat there, cried, typed this journal entry and as vague and empty as the entry is, I feel somewhat beter.
Then of course I tell myself... I gotta be stronger and such and not let such small things as
.... Man I keep losing my track of thinking.
I think I just disappointed my mom as well. Man it's like... ya wanna talk but ya can't think of the words to converse about and .. blah.
Guess the feeling of lonliness that I'm feeling is something related to lack of sleep. Then again there's like one too many things on my mind right now and it's not all depressive stuff either.
I just... I dunno even though I talk things through my head the only answers I ever get are from myself from past experiences, and the more I think of past experiences the more I dwell on the past and that's just not cool.
Haven't cried for a long time and I'm not understanding why I am.
I dunno. Lately if I have the time to think things through by means of talking to myself, outloud or in my head, I get confused. I suppose that's somewhat normal however.
I've just got that strange urge to talk to someone about anything. I mean... for once I'm in the mood to carry a conversation, it's strange. Yet at the same time, my mind is blank when getting the urge ou
so many people on the buddy list and I just sit here in tears for some reason. :\ I don't quite understand it myself. For one thing if I would stop living in the past and assume that everything is angst as I think it is, I'm sure I could just open up to someone. I've gone through this conversation with myself how many times now.
Strange how... just randomly writing to myself, is making me feel somwhat better. I mean, when I talk to myself I know at least someone is listening, even if it's only me, ya know? Perhaps I'm just the odd one. It's like... I just sat there, cried, typed this journal entry and as vague and empty as the entry is, I feel somewhat beter.
Then of course I tell myself... I gotta be stronger and such and not let such small things as
.... Man I keep losing my track of thinking.
I think I just disappointed my mom as well. Man it's like... ya wanna talk but ya can't think of the words to converse about and .. blah.
Guess the feeling of lonliness that I'm feeling is something related to lack of sleep. Then again there's like one too many things on my mind right now and it's not all depressive stuff either.
I just... I dunno even though I talk things through my head the only answers I ever get are from myself from past experiences, and the more I think of past experiences the more I dwell on the past and that's just not cool.
Haven't cried for a long time and I'm not understanding why I am.
