Someone told me very recently I talk a lot about feelings. I never realized it until it was brought up and I do. I talk a lot about how something makes me feel, or how I felt yesterday morning or what I feel late at night. I’m all about feelings. All of them. Sadness, happiness, anger, like, love, scared, indifferent. I think people are scared of feelings and that’s okay but when you block them out it’s like your cutting the circulation or air in your body. They’re necessary yet people are so afraid of them. This makes me so different from many people, I like feelings and I’m not ashamed of them. I was born with them and I’ll most likely die with them too. I’m not ‘in your face’ about them but they’re part of me and you’ll notice it. They’re part of everyone the difference is that I embrace them and society or at least my generation, puts them off and it’s a topic you don’t touch because people get weird about it. How sad.
Crossing my fingers and hoping for the best. I’m not down to get fucked over again but hey, have to give it a chance if not I’ll never know. Either way I really doubt there’s a bigger asshole than he ever was. At least I still have my sense of humor to get me through crap and not let things put me down lol. Don’t blow it Cathy, don’t let the past fuck up potentially good things…I’m rambling a lot…that means I’m in the mood for a lot of writing.
you all deserve someone who isnt embarrassed to love you and tells all their friends about you and saves your selfies, good and bad to look at when they miss you and loses sleep to talk to you and tells you how much they love you. i hope you all find that!!