Jan 17, 2014
It's weird you know. I don't feel insecure about whether I know myself or not. I feel insecure about not knowing my earthly purpose yet. Whenever I lash out, get ugly, lose control, that is the actual issue at heart.
It's a strange pressure to feel indebted to everyone and everything around me. It's almost exactly like a dull wave of discomfort that whips into a piercing throb here and there. And that's exactly why I feel, most times desperately, that I need to find my purpose.
Even with all those thoughts running around in me, ultimately, I think I am a kid and seek comfort in hopes that I don't have to feel this sense of responsibility and guilt.
But it never works you know. Distractions just make it worse. Make ME worse.
