Me and my silly beliefs
I feel shitty. Some of you know I believe in some sort of spiritual essense that is not a personified being, which can be looked at in some kind of wiccan light but not really. Think more Jedi force with no light or dark side, just more or less aware of it. So for no good reason I slip into a funk... again. I am doubting myself, my intelligence, abilities and really who I am. It feels as though I am taking on the sadness and depression of those around me, compressing and feeling it without any support. I know people are here for me, but I still stand alone it seems. I wish I could just be happy and enjoy the day like everyone else, but I cannot. Work in two hours, hope I can lie enough to sound happy and get a few more dollars from some employed alumni.