InsidiousNstinct
Master Don Juan
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I was writing in my journal and I thought I would share what I wrote with everyone here. I don't know if anyone else is in the same situation or has been but if so maybe this can be of some help...
Well its 3am in the morning and everyone in their right mind is in bed. Notice how I said "right mind."
I thought to myself for a long time rather or not to post my feelings. Simply because of people I know that might look at it. I have to be true to myself though even if that means hurting someone or someone finding out something they never knew about me....You think you know...but you have no idea.
I guess I will start with the biggest fear that I have which is growing up single. When I look back at my younger years its so pathetic on how much time I've wasted on thinking about some girl. Longing to be kissed, exc. I always hated all the happy couples. It felt as though they were mocking me in someway. I done so many things to try make girls like me. Just thinking about it right now almost brings me to tears.
I'd cry everynight in bed and wonder why wasn't I born with great looks, and why couldn't my voice be like everyone else's. If only I knew then how selfish I was truly being....
As humans one of our biggest goals is to belong. For me it was to have that amazingly beautiful girlfriend. I wanted to belong...I wanted people to see, mostly my peers that I could get beautiful girls aswell. My dream turned into a nightmare. I would set in class wondering if that beautiful chick that was setting behind me, in front, exc was looking at me or not. I'd do my best to compliment and be sweet. Hell, id even try to learn smooth lines.....pftt I was so blinded. What was my goal? Get a woman in bed of course, even though it went against what I believed in. I cannot re-call the countless nights I laid my head onto my pillow and cried, wondering why God wouldn't put a girl in my life. Now I know why I have been single all my life, it's because I wasn't mature enough. I use to blame it on ..."oh im just not good looking or its because im not white." WHICH IS BULL*HIT Its funny how the mind will feed itself lies just so it can be content and not change...I no longer want to live with this mentality and I REFUSE to.
Far as friends go I don't really have to many. WHen I say friends I mean people I could call up and just tell them my problems, exc. Only 2 that I can think of and thats J.N and D.B. Before I graduated Highschool I wanted everyone to like me. I hated to get made fun of because of my "handicap." Now that I look back I never really stood up for myself in highschool. I let people walk over me, exc. Which is my own d*mn falut. One thing I learned is you can't make everyone like you. Hell, some people I don't even like. It's just the way the world works.
On to more importaint things......
My dad passed away back in May of 1995. I'm not going to lie I do not think about him a lot. We wasn't very close but we still hung out. He took me fishing with him all the time and we hung out. I do miss having him around though. I mention that because now it's just me, my mom, and my sister. I don't know what I'd do with out either one of them but I sure don't act that way. They would do anything for me and its as though I take it all for guranted. My sister is my biggest fan and looks up to me so much and I do nothing but put her down, call her fat. Still yet she still tells me she loves me everyday. It's time I grew up, It's time I got control of my life and, it's time I stop living my life through the world and other people.
MY WORLD.....MY REALITY
Well its 3am in the morning and everyone in their right mind is in bed. Notice how I said "right mind."
I thought to myself for a long time rather or not to post my feelings. Simply because of people I know that might look at it. I have to be true to myself though even if that means hurting someone or someone finding out something they never knew about me....You think you know...but you have no idea.
I guess I will start with the biggest fear that I have which is growing up single. When I look back at my younger years its so pathetic on how much time I've wasted on thinking about some girl. Longing to be kissed, exc. I always hated all the happy couples. It felt as though they were mocking me in someway. I done so many things to try make girls like me. Just thinking about it right now almost brings me to tears.
I'd cry everynight in bed and wonder why wasn't I born with great looks, and why couldn't my voice be like everyone else's. If only I knew then how selfish I was truly being....
As humans one of our biggest goals is to belong. For me it was to have that amazingly beautiful girlfriend. I wanted to belong...I wanted people to see, mostly my peers that I could get beautiful girls aswell. My dream turned into a nightmare. I would set in class wondering if that beautiful chick that was setting behind me, in front, exc was looking at me or not. I'd do my best to compliment and be sweet. Hell, id even try to learn smooth lines.....pftt I was so blinded. What was my goal? Get a woman in bed of course, even though it went against what I believed in. I cannot re-call the countless nights I laid my head onto my pillow and cried, wondering why God wouldn't put a girl in my life. Now I know why I have been single all my life, it's because I wasn't mature enough. I use to blame it on ..."oh im just not good looking or its because im not white." WHICH IS BULL*HIT Its funny how the mind will feed itself lies just so it can be content and not change...I no longer want to live with this mentality and I REFUSE to.
Far as friends go I don't really have to many. WHen I say friends I mean people I could call up and just tell them my problems, exc. Only 2 that I can think of and thats J.N and D.B. Before I graduated Highschool I wanted everyone to like me. I hated to get made fun of because of my "handicap." Now that I look back I never really stood up for myself in highschool. I let people walk over me, exc. Which is my own d*mn falut. One thing I learned is you can't make everyone like you. Hell, some people I don't even like. It's just the way the world works.
On to more importaint things......
My dad passed away back in May of 1995. I'm not going to lie I do not think about him a lot. We wasn't very close but we still hung out. He took me fishing with him all the time and we hung out. I do miss having him around though. I mention that because now it's just me, my mom, and my sister. I don't know what I'd do with out either one of them but I sure don't act that way. They would do anything for me and its as though I take it all for guranted. My sister is my biggest fan and looks up to me so much and I do nothing but put her down, call her fat. Still yet she still tells me she loves me everyday. It's time I grew up, It's time I got control of my life and, it's time I stop living my life through the world and other people.
MY WORLD.....MY REALITY