...feeling depressed
Well I guess I knew what I really wanted... But coming out of a decision (which I really don't hesitated at all, it just happened that I refused to consider it at first), I realized what I'm really afraid of...Vague isn't it? I'm still confused, but I know I trust this feeling very much, this feeling is nothing but the only base I'm standing on. I'm afraid that this would hurt me and the other... Now I'm really confused. There are so many things on my mind that no one (maybe) will understand 
I know myself most of all, I know the monster in me, will this eat me and shatter me into pieces...I'm afraid when this does ate me-I'm unstoppable. I don't know if they can handle me like some old fairy tales making odd witches turn into something good. I'm not fooling myself, neither lying,. I can't help thinking about it over and over.
I hope that my anxieties just fade away in any ways.
But there's one thing I'm sure, that the decision I made is not and will not fool me.
And I hope this will save me like a princess meeting her knight in shining armour.
I know myself most of all, I know the monster in me, will this eat me and shatter me into pieces...I'm afraid when this does ate me-I'm unstoppable. I don't know if they can handle me like some old fairy tales making odd witches turn into something good. I'm not fooling myself, neither lying,. I can't help thinking about it over and over.
I hope that my anxieties just fade away in any ways.
But there's one thing I'm sure, that the decision I made is not and will not fool me.
And I hope this will save me like a princess meeting her knight in shining armour.