I wouldn’t think too much, without a reason to.
I feel like I have a million thoughts in my head, but I can’t get my self to say any of them, thought maybe if i wrote, the words would come out better.
And now look, as soon as i began this paragraph, i froze. the problem is that i don’t know what’s going on in my head. I can’t locate my feelings, my frustrations. I wish I could pin point them on a map, something concrete, so I wouldn’t sound so unsure of myself.
Sometimes I feel alone. Sometimes I feel stupid. Sometimes I feel like you grow tiresome of me. The worst times are when I feel ignored..and even worse than that is when I’m made to feel stupid about feeling that way. Like I have no real reason to- like I’m delusional even ; “You think too much”
It’s the small frustrations together that are greater than the sum of its parts. They do not seem out of the ordinary to you like they do to me. This is also why you can’t understand why I get frustrated. It’s hard for me to tell you I’m frustrated because I know you’ll just think I’m trying to make you feel bad.
I’m not saying this to make you feel bad.
I’m saying this because
I don’t even know why really.. maybe you’re right, maybe I do think too much. fuck.
