does anyone else ever just sit around for what feels like hours at a time and think to themselves âwhat am I doing?â like you could be doing something productive, and then suddenly you start asking yourself that question? growing up being the middle child and not getting a lot of attention I got used to pushing my feelings aside and telling myself that I don't have time to worry about how I'm feeling, because I have other stuff to worry about. unhealthy I know. but today I found myself asking that exact question which only led to me telling myself that no matter what I do, regardless of it being basically the same thing my sisters are doing or have done, it wonât ever be as good because at the end of the day itâs not, I guess you would say hyped up as the first couple times? kind of like when you have your first baby you get all the attention, and everyone wants to be around you and the baby. by the second one the attention is still there, but not as much as the first time around. once you have your third one it just becomes a âoh congrats!â for some reason of all days, thatâs what I ended up thinking about all day today. which only got me thinking about how it doesnât really matter what I do anymore, and why am I trying to look for approval from the people who are supposed to be my support team?
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