Mar 28, 2008 14:34
I am so sick of cold weather I could spit. I wont, because I'm a gentlemen. I just want to feel the sun on my legs and shoulders. I want my hair to absorb it and turn redish again. I want to tan, I want to swim and I want my acne to clear up...
Le sigh.
You know, it's strange. There's no way around having stress, just ways to deal with it. I used to deal with it by trying to get people to do what I wanted, or what I needed. I wasn't ever malicious or cruel, just controlling. Like most people.
Now, if I feel insecure, scared, or needy... I don't try to control anyone, I just get a little worried. Shaken. But, after I cry and find a reason to feel better (heh) I shake it off and get back on the horse.
I feel better. I am happier, by far.
-Cecilia