Monday, May 15
Sigh. 4 more weeks of hell to survive through.
Sometimes I feel I'm so weak, I feel like breaking down. I'm not a freaking machine, I have mood swings too, and sometimes I feel I have more mood swings than others do, but I don't appear that way. And the reason why I don't usually act that way is because I don't like to display my weaknesses to people.
I don't want my mood bursts to affect other people, because ultimately people will feel obligated to tend to me, which makes me a 'burden', in some sense. I don't want that to happen, it makes me feel I'm too dependent on people.
But it's a paradox. Being too independent makes me sick, and I go gooey all over again. I'm a confused mess.
I think I said too much.
Posted by Isabelle at 11:27 pm