Recently I find myself sometimes wondering where am I going and what am I doing. There are so many things I’m unsure of and so many things I wish I could do. Self-confidence has always been something I lack. My thoughts are a mess. The one thing that’s dominantly blocking my flow of thoughts is the reminder of my unfinished and yet to be started lineup that’s due at the end of this week.
I just keep having the feeling that my life is going too fast.
I just wish problems could be solved more easily.
I just wish that I wouldn’t get so agitated, frustrated, worked up over our situation with my family.
When did I become like this?
When did it become so difficult to handle everything?
When did it become hard to speak out my feelings, let out my frustrations or just be selfish?