SSDD
I hate trying to figure things out because the more I think about them the more I confuse myself. I sometimes feel like it is an effort in futility. To think and think and think only to not be able to find a solution to the only problem of which I can think. Is this just my problem or what?
I can solve problems, I can. Sometimes not my problems. Most of the time not my own problems, but I can solve problems. I guess I should be happy that at least I can help someone out.
In truth, what problems do I have? Anything that I can actually think of is a drop in the bucket compared to the millions of problems people all over the world have to deal with. Real problems. Mine are just bullshit that I am filling my time with.
I've been avoiding this for so long, been happy for so long. Now this all combined into a storm of emotion. Yet I feel like a void. Tomorrow I'll wake up and hopefully it'll all be as it was a couple days back.
I'll realize my problems are fake. My life is great. As long as the sun rises, I shall rise. Hell, why not? I think I can hold on to that sort of game plan.
I can solve problems, I can. Sometimes not my problems. Most of the time not my own problems, but I can solve problems. I guess I should be happy that at least I can help someone out.
In truth, what problems do I have? Anything that I can actually think of is a drop in the bucket compared to the millions of problems people all over the world have to deal with. Real problems. Mine are just bullshit that I am filling my time with.
I've been avoiding this for so long, been happy for so long. Now this all combined into a storm of emotion. Yet I feel like a void. Tomorrow I'll wake up and hopefully it'll all be as it was a couple days back.
I'll realize my problems are fake. My life is great. As long as the sun rises, I shall rise. Hell, why not? I think I can hold on to that sort of game plan.