It suddenly feels as if everyone stopped caring.
Care? Concern? It’s dead. Or at least fake.
This feeling is taking control. I cannot bear this anymore. It’s haunting me everyday. I either need to change things, or change myself. The first is difficult, but the second is next to impossible. I’m just stuck like this. And I don’t know what to do.
The only thing I can think of is to pray and hope for the best. But that doesn’t make the pain go away.
Like a splinter, it’s just silently there, hurting you and you have to act like it doesn’t bother you. Having it hurts, ignoring it is hard, and trying to remove it is excruciating. And no one understands the intensity of the pain, no matter how hard you try to explain it. They can only sympathize with you, not help you.
Love writing a diary, it clears up my mind so much. Why didn’t I start earlier?
I like people with confidence.
Treating everyone the same as you - not inferior, not superior. Not being vain. Not afraid to start the conversation. Not afraid of being judged. Having an individuality, but respecting others too. I like that. I like confidence. Confidence is sexy.
But there’s a fine line between confidence and cockiness though.
