A joke can seem harmless to the insensitive, but for those of you like me (ultra sensitive, bipolar, blah blah blah) a joke can hurt.
It's hard to stay strong in the light of pain.
I put myself out there... try to shoulder all the burden I can... to make life easier for the people around me.
But I'm realizing that I can't do it all on my own.
My lone wolf syndrome is dissipating into something new. Exciting... scary... and new.
I know it's hard when I talk like this to follow me... I don't need for you guys to be forced into understanding... I write to put my thoughts in order because so often, my thoughts are disorganized.
I have a goal for myself... in five years I know where I want to be....
Wish me luck.
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