"Here" being my mental state.
I find that the happier I am, the more I listen to music, sing spontaneously, and generally play with my silly accents.
I've done very little of those things lately.
"Don't ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive." -- Howard Thurman
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Sunday, January 1, 2012
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I honestly don't know how to express how much of a wreck I am. Imagine a semi speeding down a hill, and the brakes are gone. Everything is not okay. Things are not in control. Things I don't like to think about and am afraid to admit to come out. I'm lost.
Ever since I started school for what I do I've felt like I'm not smart enough. Yes, I passed the tests, and yes, I found a job, but the whole time I felt like I was fooling everyone else. Didn't they see that I had no idea what was going on? I have no idea how I passed the tests. Lucky, I guess.
I wish I was still at home. And maybe that I was in elementary school again. And forever. But things can't just stay simple, can they?
Ugh this is stupid. What an awful post. But I'll admit something here.
I scare myself, sometimes.
Ever since I started school for what I do I've felt like I'm not smart enough. Yes, I passed the tests, and yes, I found a job, but the whole time I felt like I was fooling everyone else. Didn't they see that I had no idea what was going on? I have no idea how I passed the tests. Lucky, I guess.
I wish I was still at home. And maybe that I was in elementary school again. And forever. But things can't just stay simple, can they?
Ugh this is stupid. What an awful post. But I'll admit something here.
I scare myself, sometimes.
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