Is it possible to feel ill at just the sight of something or someone that you despise? I think so. Just knowing the secrets I keep eats at me every day. I wish it were possible to change who I am, what I am, but no such luck in this world. There's no explanation for my actions. I consider myself a rational person, but who can call themselves rational while participating in irrational thoughts and actions? It is clear that I am bitter. No one knows the self loathing I feel because I mask it with humor and charisma. If you've spoken with me it may, or may not be, obvious. At this point I am at my lowest. I cannot be everyone's favorite person, but maybe I should working on being my own favorite person for the time being. Otherwise, I may not make it out.
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