Jul 06, 2012 12:24
it's the scariest realisation ever that you don't know what you like, who you want to be. that you desperately think about dreams for yourself and come up with nothing. searching for new friends means searching for places to be, groups to join. but when you think what kind of activities you enjoy and come up with nothing it's frightening, it's like you're an empty shell desperately wanting to be filled but there's no content anywhere to be found.
and you know when and why it happened, blaming yourself. but this still doesn't change anything.
myself