crushed by ingsoc
'I'm broken. I have battle scars. I'm wounded here, here and here. There are things I do, I wish I didn't. I have this issue and this hang up and I'm scared of this, this and this. But I'm still here. And I haven't given up yet.'
interesting blog i found on the internet while procrastinating. i don't feel broken, but maybe that's because i've come to terms with some of the problems i've faced. i'm wounded, but wounds heal over time, especially after you remove the bullet/knife/axe-head from said wound. There are a lot of things that I do that I wish I didn't. I have no idea why i'm studying. i can be anything i want to, and i'm going to waste my life idling in my own indecision. I'm scared of failure. I'm scared of being alone. I'm scared of being forgotten. But I'm still here. And I haven't given up
Yet.
interesting blog i found on the internet while procrastinating. i don't feel broken, but maybe that's because i've come to terms with some of the problems i've faced. i'm wounded, but wounds heal over time, especially after you remove the bullet/knife/axe-head from said wound. There are a lot of things that I do that I wish I didn't. I have no idea why i'm studying. i can be anything i want to, and i'm going to waste my life idling in my own indecision. I'm scared of failure. I'm scared of being alone. I'm scared of being forgotten. But I'm still here. And I haven't given up
Yet.