March 22, 2010
Yes, I am alive. And sick.

Internal debate.

Where did this pressure and demand for people who are close to you to perform the very best, know what would happen in the future and taken the necessary steps to prevent any mishaps that are foreseeable come from?
You make mistakes too when you are lazy.

Where did this unappreciative feeling for what others have done and this constant reminder that they could have done better come from?
Why don't you try being a perfectionist on yourself.

Where did this feeling that people owed it to you come from?
Nobody owes you anything and they can and will just leave if they want and you will have nobody then.
posted by ˈtʃokəlitsrbluː at 5:38 PM | 0 comments