the only one you’re trying to convince is yourself
i was anxious all day. i take on a lot. i carry it around. and its not as much as some people carry, but its too much to think about. so i’m don’t. and it sits. the truth is i’m terrified. the truth is i can’t solve all the problems i’ve taken on. the truth is i’m not mature enough for this. the truth as much as i worked to be the happy positive person that i am, i still spend too many days feeling sad, feeling like i gave something up. i don’t know what i’m doing. but i know its not working.
