But no, I’m not blogging about Justin Bieber. Anne told me it was alright to blog about “my feelings”, even if I said I’ll probably be embarrassed about this post and have a really strong urge to delete it fifteen minutes from now. So if you get a chance to read this, good for you.
Apparently, I am no longer satisfied being unattached. I’m at that point where I want some kind of companionship.
I don’t know why I’m stressing out so much on emotional baggage. What is going on with me? I miss being content. I miss being perfectly satisfied with what I had. I miss being perfectly happy with myself.
I don’t want to care so much. I am making a big deal out of everything.
This. Needs. To. Stop.
PS. This post was supposed to make me feel better. Not give me a massive headache. UGH.
PPS. Maybe I just need to go out and have some fun. Dance therapy? Alcohol therapy? aldjalidjfoaijsdfpije
Honestly, it’s better to go through these feelings now rather than when you’re 60 and it’s too late 😯 Go and experiment!!!! Or some fun therapy. That could work too. haha.
Aww, how about taking a new class you’ve always been thinking of trying? Hope you’re feeling better at this moment. 🙂 Came by your blog because of the awesome domain name. <3