Sometimes I sit down when the buzzing in my head is at a high and I try to write out what it means.
It always comes out different.
And now I’m afraid it could hurt other people. That’s not what I want at all. Part of me think I write to find a way to help others. Part of me wants to write to try to help myself. The only reason I started writing was to just try to figure some of it out. But I have never written in my journal or on the internet with the intention of putting blame on other people for my difficulties or expressing any distaste.
But I guess I’m not perfect. Haha.
Cause if I was I wouldn’t be here 🙂
Thank you for understanding my difficulties. Thank you for your patience. Thank you for your desire to move on.
Love yourself. Work on yourself. I’ll be here working on me.