I feel like I have these expectations. Expectations of what everyone wants from me. Things I have to live up to. And if I slip and fall, I’m afraid that they see me differently, for some reason.

Sometimes, my mind just goes crazy. When I’m lying in bed all of a sudden I have this need to move or keep up with myself. Does that make any sense? It’s hard to slow down when I get like this. My head just starts spiraling out of control. It hasn’t happened in awhile, but it still gets weight-barring and annoying when it does.

So I’ve come to a conclusion. If I’m not enough for you… If what I say seems meaningless and you just keep talking me down, then I’m not gonna stand here and beat myself up. Because, I’m content with myself, at least right now. And if that’s not enough, maybe the problem isn’t me, maybe it’s you. I’ve got people in my life that see it differently, so I don’t need you.