Ho Hum.
This week, due to the fact that there have only been 1/2 days, I have had a lot more time to think about what's going on in my life, what I can do to help around the house more, how I can be a better person.
Because of everything that I've been through, and everything that I've fought, I believe ( and this is so not meant to be vain or conceited) that I am one of the strongest people I know. I feel like my trials have instilled in my a steel backbone, so I can stay standing, even through the hard times. And I'm very proud of that.
Yet, through all my strength, I have a weakness. A silly weakness, really, when you think about it, but a weakness all the same. I am terrified of what lies ahead. Not like I'm scared of college, but what are the results of my actions. For instance, doing something I thought I wanted to do, and then, backing out because I was afraid. Afraid of what being commited would mean. Afraid of how it would affect me. It's not like I'm one of those girls who does drugs and hooks up with guys by any means, but I try to live each day to its fullest, because I know how fragile life can be. But I'm afraid that how every choice I make can affect the course of things.
Inside of me there's a scared little girl, afraid of everything. It's crazy really.
I don't know, maybe I'm just reading to much into things.
Yeah, so I've babbled long enough.
xoxo-Sar
Because of everything that I've been through, and everything that I've fought, I believe ( and this is so not meant to be vain or conceited) that I am one of the strongest people I know. I feel like my trials have instilled in my a steel backbone, so I can stay standing, even through the hard times. And I'm very proud of that.
Yet, through all my strength, I have a weakness. A silly weakness, really, when you think about it, but a weakness all the same. I am terrified of what lies ahead. Not like I'm scared of college, but what are the results of my actions. For instance, doing something I thought I wanted to do, and then, backing out because I was afraid. Afraid of what being commited would mean. Afraid of how it would affect me. It's not like I'm one of those girls who does drugs and hooks up with guys by any means, but I try to live each day to its fullest, because I know how fragile life can be. But I'm afraid that how every choice I make can affect the course of things.
Inside of me there's a scared little girl, afraid of everything. It's crazy really.
I don't know, maybe I'm just reading to much into things.
Yeah, so I've babbled long enough.
xoxo-Sar