Aug 29, 2005 21:12
Running speed trials
standing in place
-Speed Trials, Elliott Smith
I feel as though I'm fighting against a tide I've created. For however screwed and twisted it sounds, I just realized that I do this to myself. I guess I've been listening to Just too much lately, bleh. It all boils down to this, however.
I am, without a doubt, my own worst enemy.
No one constrains me more than I do. There are certain pieces of this glass that is me that are very beautiful, very wondrous. Maybe if I could see it in myself, people would begin to see it in me. But for now, I'm simply this strange little Anne, this girl who can't seem to handle her emotions.
Mum and I had a drive tonight. We discussed things - I feel like she's trying to cover for what she did to me. I told her that I'd confided the tale in a good friend of mine, and she seemed a little upset, though she certainly didn't lose it again. On the drive, she started getting angry again when she began to reprimand me, but things turned out alright. I was reassured.
And for now, I've got the love I need. Only for now.