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I want something to do...
Posted On: 03/30/2008 18:12:05
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I'm so tired of sitting here, I don't know what I want to do either... I want more company than my cat... BUT I do not want to move back home again. If I can't stand them for a weekend, how would it be if I were there 24 hours a day, 7 days a week? Don't get me wrong, I love my family, but we are so different individuals. I'm used to live my own way, they have rules that I can't accept, if it was for more then a weekend..
My anxiety gets worse too, I thought that the worst part was over, but it keeps coming back.. Now I'm alone, -I don't feel safe alone. I have thoose parallel realitys, what if they are my real reality and that is where I should be? What if I can't go back there ever. I feel that I can't understand people in this one, then it's quite logical that the other one is the right one, huh? I almost always missunderstand, and feel the wrong way, is it just that my brain is made for just-function-analytic? Or is the other reality the one were I belong? Why is it not okay to be different?
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