Sometimes I have a love-hate relationship with who I am. Overall, I am happy about who I am, who I have become, and who I am becomming... but sometimes the things that I am happy about end up creating a lot of pain for me. Mainly I care so much about people that I worry about them when there is really no reason to worry at all... at least thats what my mind tells me.... I'm happy that I'm such an emotional person, but it's so easy for me to be hurt that sometimes I wish I wasn't.
This morning I have had a lot of different things on my mind, as well as a lot of different people. I really don't know what to think about a lot of things.
This is about the third post I've started drafting this morning.... I just don't know how to put into words whats going on in my brain.... and, for me, that is a horrible feeling. I'm not sure that this post even captures how I am feeling, but I'm going to just post it anyway -- simply because if I don't I will continue typing up nonsense words until I do post something.
The thought for the morning: blah