I started to realize that when I write my little short stories… they always involve someone feeling and overwhelming sense of something. Why do feelings need to be so overwhelming sometimes? Like: overwhelming sadness, regret, disappointment, failure, happiness, giddiness, and ultimately depression. So, yesterday was like waves of overwhelming sadness… regret… disappointment… and failure. But I wasn’t honestly upset with myself really, more so about what I can’t do and want to do. I can’t be with my mom twenty-four-seven. But I love her, and she loves me. I guess there really isn’t much that could break a bond between a daughter and her mother… I just hope she knows how much she means to me.
life test
This Is My Life, RatedLife:
8.3Mind:
7.8Body:
9.5Spirit:
8.6Friends/Family:
5.6Love:
6.9Finance:
8.6
Take the Rate My Life Quizoh another fun test i took:
People Envy Your Compassion
You have a kind heart and an unusual empathy for all living creatures. You tend to absorb others' happiness and pain.
People envy your compassion, and more importantly, the connections it helps you build. And compassionate as you are, you feel for them.
What Do People Envy About You?