Say one thing you feel right now. Let your mind float away.
I’m terrified that I’ve become too attached to someone I love dearly. When we inevitably stop speaking, I don’t know how I’ll take it. She’s probably one of the loveliest people I’ve ever known, but we’re being pushed and pulled in different directions. I don’t know what I’d do without her, it worries me.
I’m scared that people won’t like me. The more number of people I know the more scared I get. I want them to accept me because of who I am and not how I look and what clothes I wear. It’s hard to be yourself nowadays. I know it’s very childlish but that’s what I feel. And I’m writing it only because I’m drunk.
I feel that my mind is so cluttered with ideas I’ll never get to, ways I can’t express myself, and clouding my thoughts to the extent of missing the important things around me (ie, not stopping to smell the flowers). I’m scared I’m going to fall into a run-of-the-mill middle-aged existence, all job, no love, or loveless marriage… when all I really want is to be able to smile without feeling my cheeks hurting.