I have had to look at who I am recently and address how others see me, as I feel who I am is being jaded by struggles with anxiety and other issues. I can sometimes feel like I share too much or too little and maybe some of it is my own fault. It has been my life for a long fucking time and to step out of that and to work on myself for other reasons is weird to me. We can lose ourselves to mental illness and when we start recovering from that, the person we become can be so diffrent to the person we once were.
If you really knew me you would know, despite what you may think I want to be more then this, I don’t want to spend the rest of my life being ruled by issues. I have come on leaps and bounds in my eyes and trust me when I say I know my faults. I am not making excuses but give me a break, I am human.
If you really knew me you would know, I got more then mental health issues to battle with and being diagnosed with two rare inflammation conditions may not make it easy for me to see the bright fucking side of life. It has dramatically affected my eyes and there is no cure. one day it may spread to other parts of my body. so yeah some days I might have a face like a smacked ass.
If you really knew me you would know, I have resting bitch face. I can’t help it my face just looks like it is unimpressed!
If you really knew me you would know, there is more to me then meets the eye. I am just a girl standing in front of the world saying this is me. I fuck up, I laugh, I love to draw, I put on little musicals in my kitchen, I hate bras, I get lonely, I detest baked beans, I am not a morning person and I love a good book and a cuppa tea.
I leave you with one of my favourite quotes from my favourite film, Breakfast Club.
“You see us as you want to see us—in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain…and an athlete…and a basket case…a princess…and a criminal. Does that answer your question?”
Take care all,