The Sarah Chanel
So if your reading this, you probably want to know what's going in this particular Sarah's life.
Well, there has been a lot of drama lately, and I feel the need to address it but not be over-powered by it.
Yes I have been stressed out lately, but it doesn't have a whole lot to do with anything at Quincy University. I have some stuff going on at home that I can't really do anthing about, and which, no I'm sorry and thank you, but no one at QU can do anything about it either.
Sometimes, people just need to deal with things on their own, if that means cutting people out of the picture, or just having some alone time, well sorry, get over it.
People can pretend to understand, and talk and all that Jazz, but frankly no one in this blog needs pity, or understanding, sympathy, or a shoulder to cry on. I just need space.
Now granted I maybe haven't done the best job of cluing everyone in the situation, but we all have our own demons, and how can one expect others to understand, if you can't even figure it out for yourself.
That's how I feel, and it just needed to be said.
Side Bar: If I've offended you, talk to me about, If I've wronged you in anyway, again talk to me about. And if I'm just chilling out in my room, playing some music, or writing, it's because that's my way of sorting through shit, and getting through when I need to. We all have our own defense mechanisms, and well in a nutshell there is mine.
Well, there has been a lot of drama lately, and I feel the need to address it but not be over-powered by it.
Yes I have been stressed out lately, but it doesn't have a whole lot to do with anything at Quincy University. I have some stuff going on at home that I can't really do anthing about, and which, no I'm sorry and thank you, but no one at QU can do anything about it either.
Sometimes, people just need to deal with things on their own, if that means cutting people out of the picture, or just having some alone time, well sorry, get over it.
People can pretend to understand, and talk and all that Jazz, but frankly no one in this blog needs pity, or understanding, sympathy, or a shoulder to cry on. I just need space.
Now granted I maybe haven't done the best job of cluing everyone in the situation, but we all have our own demons, and how can one expect others to understand, if you can't even figure it out for yourself.
That's how I feel, and it just needed to be said.
Side Bar: If I've offended you, talk to me about, If I've wronged you in anyway, again talk to me about. And if I'm just chilling out in my room, playing some music, or writing, it's because that's my way of sorting through shit, and getting through when I need to. We all have our own defense mechanisms, and well in a nutshell there is mine.