at the end.
I couldn't be more excited for school this Tuesday...which might sound really sad, but I need something else to focus on. It's easier to get out of bed in the morning knowing that I have some sort of goal coming up soon, or that something new is about to start.
After this unproductive summer, which one voice in my head tells me is extremely unhealthy, I can't ignore how rested I feel. I can't ignore how ready I am now to start something new and how determined I am to do well.
I also feel as if I've settled a lot of things with myself lately, what with all the time to think.
I feel different; I feel more like my own person rather than someone who's been desperately chasing something (or someone) for way too long a time.
That desire is gone and it makes me feel so much better about myself.
I haven't even talked to anyone specifically about this, and I think that's because I don't really need to. I know what I feel and I don't need to prove it.
Although it'd still be nice just to talk to someone in particular. All this time spent reading my book (s) is helping me feel better, but I still miss some people.
I try to teach myself how to not care or de-attach myself, but it goes against the way I am. I don't give up that easily and I can't just let go of people I care about.
I'm around- feeling hopeful, but a tinge bit sad.
After this unproductive summer, which one voice in my head tells me is extremely unhealthy, I can't ignore how rested I feel. I can't ignore how ready I am now to start something new and how determined I am to do well.
I also feel as if I've settled a lot of things with myself lately, what with all the time to think.
I feel different; I feel more like my own person rather than someone who's been desperately chasing something (or someone) for way too long a time.
That desire is gone and it makes me feel so much better about myself.
I haven't even talked to anyone specifically about this, and I think that's because I don't really need to. I know what I feel and I don't need to prove it.
Although it'd still be nice just to talk to someone in particular. All this time spent reading my book (s) is helping me feel better, but I still miss some people.
I try to teach myself how to not care or de-attach myself, but it goes against the way I am. I don't give up that easily and I can't just let go of people I care about.
I'm around- feeling hopeful, but a tinge bit sad.