As I struggle with whatever's going on with me, I can't help but wonder whether or not i'm dramatizing it all. contrary to the red tank top I have that says "Drama Queen" I'm really not one. I just like red. A word to the wise.. don't ask me how I'm doing any time soon if you don't really want to know because I've taken to the unthinkable. I tell the truth. I actually feel bad for sayin "I'm iight" or "I'm fine" or "I'm ok." For a little while I was feeding those answers to people I knew didn't really care, but I now I think that I'm just going to tell it like it is. I'm not doing fine. I'm drowning right now and I need a lot of prayer. You can take it at that... or if you're relaly concerned you can ask me more details or whatever. I'm not sure how well I convey what's going on via journal. It's not like everyone who reads my journal needs to know anyway. My true friends (and they are few) ask me what's up. If you think I'm being myself then you never knew me because my masks are not that effective. I know I didn't switch from wearing my heart on my sleeve to being hard to read. I'm trying to figure out how I can use fall break as a full week hiatus from everything... except for breathing, eating and sleeping. I'm going to flip out if things keep going on like this.
Posted on 10.10.2005 at 12:59 AM
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