331. vacuous
I'm beginning to question myself a lot. I used to think that I'm the one who understands myself the best. But now... I'm not sure. However, I don't think there's anyone else who can understand me either.
I took several personality quizzes yesterday and the days before. When we take personality quizzes, there are questions like "worry about things?" and such, and we have to choose one from the ranging options of "strongly agree" to "strongly disagree", right? And even from the first question, it puzzled me. I do worry about things. So much, to the point of exaggeration. But I don't worry, either. I mean, some other times I can be very carefree; like I don't give a fuck at all. So these kind of things confuse me.
But I'm not that confused either. See, I think I've given up on thinking altogether (haha). I don't feel particularly sad or even depressed now. Not that much fear haunts me either. I'm not angry, and I'm not happy. I'm none of those. I'm just... blank, I guess?
I feel bad for people around me, though. I do wonder how come I became like 'this'.
Oh well..
I took several personality quizzes yesterday and the days before. When we take personality quizzes, there are questions like "worry about things?" and such, and we have to choose one from the ranging options of "strongly agree" to "strongly disagree", right? And even from the first question, it puzzled me. I do worry about things. So much, to the point of exaggeration. But I don't worry, either. I mean, some other times I can be very carefree; like I don't give a fuck at all. So these kind of things confuse me.
But I'm not that confused either. See, I think I've given up on thinking altogether (haha). I don't feel particularly sad or even depressed now. Not that much fear haunts me either. I'm not angry, and I'm not happy. I'm none of those. I'm just... blank, I guess?
I feel bad for people around me, though. I do wonder how come I became like 'this'.
Oh well..