Que Horror!
It's scary how I'm putting myself out there. Outside the comfort zone that I'm so used to. Outside the usual routine I follow. Outside the normal way I conduct myself. And yet, despite the unusual things I've been doing, somehow things feel natural.
It's scary how guilty I'm feeling. Despite the constant reassurances (by friends) that I'm not doing anything wrong, I somehow feel like I'm making a mistake. I feel like I'm hurting others in the process of making myself "happy."
It's scary how I don't seem to care that I am eventually going to be hurt by all of this. That I continue to go on this path knowing fully well that things are not going to go as I had conjured in my deluded little world.
driving in the rain has never been so enjoyable. choco cream snacks have never been so sweet. spanish has never been so useful.
It's scary how guilty I'm feeling. Despite the constant reassurances (by friends) that I'm not doing anything wrong, I somehow feel like I'm making a mistake. I feel like I'm hurting others in the process of making myself "happy."
It's scary how I don't seem to care that I am eventually going to be hurt by all of this. That I continue to go on this path knowing fully well that things are not going to go as I had conjured in my deluded little world.
driving in the rain has never been so enjoyable. choco cream snacks have never been so sweet. spanish has never been so useful.