This is something that some of you should def. read.
My emotions are getting to me again. I need a really good emo cd to listen to, or country works, but emo would be nice.
I've come to realize that I'm really good at hiding the way I feel, which can sometimes come in handy for me, but then I have times like I've have for the past few weeks, and I just snap, and it hurts more then just me, when I get like this, I wish someone would tell me, because a lot of times it means I need at least one person to talk to, last night Chelsea asked me what was up, because I just like snapped when we were all hanging out, and that just well, isn't like me at all. I'm glad she asked me, and I'm glad that I stayed on the phone with her last night til midnight crying, and having a nice good conversation that was well needed. Grant it, I'm still upset now, and I'm having trouble pointing out everything that is making me like this, I mean it starts with guys, my friends and their boyfriends, couples at school, not enough sleep, too much homework, my dad, my siblings, chorus & guard, stress in general, Valentines day... and there's more to it, but I just can't point everything out, and it's bothering me. I guess sometimes I can say that my friends issues can sometimes put me into positions like this, but like I said, it's kind of hard to point out the inner details, because I just can't describe it.
I'm asking everyone not to think things of me, I don't show my emotions, because I don't want to bring my life into other peoples lifes. Thats just not really me, because I know that there are way to many people who have it a lot worse then I do. I hate it when people say that I have an amazing, perfect, great, ideal, etc. life. because I can honestly say that I don't. I have had people tell me this since middle school "oh sam, you are so lucky" and you know what I do when they say that, I look at them and laugh in their face, because I definitely DON'T have an amazing life. Really the only person that knows the crap that I've been threw is Chelsea, because she is always the first person I call when I'm going threw shit, no offense, but she's like the person that I can trust that can help me threw this, and well I've known her for a while longer then a lot of my other friends. I don't want people to think that I have this awesome life, and that my family is perfect, because we are definitely not. If you would like for me to prove to you that my family isn't perfect, ask me, and I'll tell you the crap that went on, and sometimes still goes on. I mean I won't tell you everything, because that's not your business, but it'll be enough to know.
I've come to realize that I'm really good at hiding the way I feel, which can sometimes come in handy for me, but then I have times like I've have for the past few weeks, and I just snap, and it hurts more then just me, when I get like this, I wish someone would tell me, because a lot of times it means I need at least one person to talk to, last night Chelsea asked me what was up, because I just like snapped when we were all hanging out, and that just well, isn't like me at all. I'm glad she asked me, and I'm glad that I stayed on the phone with her last night til midnight crying, and having a nice good conversation that was well needed. Grant it, I'm still upset now, and I'm having trouble pointing out everything that is making me like this, I mean it starts with guys, my friends and their boyfriends, couples at school, not enough sleep, too much homework, my dad, my siblings, chorus & guard, stress in general, Valentines day... and there's more to it, but I just can't point everything out, and it's bothering me. I guess sometimes I can say that my friends issues can sometimes put me into positions like this, but like I said, it's kind of hard to point out the inner details, because I just can't describe it.
I'm asking everyone not to think things of me, I don't show my emotions, because I don't want to bring my life into other peoples lifes. Thats just not really me, because I know that there are way to many people who have it a lot worse then I do. I hate it when people say that I have an amazing, perfect, great, ideal, etc. life. because I can honestly say that I don't. I have had people tell me this since middle school "oh sam, you are so lucky" and you know what I do when they say that, I look at them and laugh in their face, because I definitely DON'T have an amazing life. Really the only person that knows the crap that I've been threw is Chelsea, because she is always the first person I call when I'm going threw shit, no offense, but she's like the person that I can trust that can help me threw this, and well I've known her for a while longer then a lot of my other friends. I don't want people to think that I have this awesome life, and that my family is perfect, because we are definitely not. If you would like for me to prove to you that my family isn't perfect, ask me, and I'll tell you the crap that went on, and sometimes still goes on. I mean I won't tell you everything, because that's not your business, but it'll be enough to know.