Finished. I scare people with the way I think. And that makes me bitter. I am falling apart again. But this time I'll have them breathing down my neck, trying to keep me safe and every time I hurt me I hurt them. I wonder if I'm just tired. If I'm not making sense. I wonder if God has a plan for me. And all I need to do is give in. I want a safe fortress. I don't want to be useless again. It's all starting to come back to me. All of it. All of the misery and useless feelings. I'm so ungrateful for what I have. I'm hurting my family. I'm hurting people. I'm over acting. And yet it scares me too much to calm down.
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