recluse
Well-known member
I often think to myself ''How did i end up this anxious mess?''
I think back to my childhood when i was carefree...Nothing else mattered apart from the worry that Santa Claus would not bring me the toys i wanted at Christmas. I wish i could have the same simplistic attitutude to life now...I notice that other people seem to be relaxed and carefree, but i am always edgy and worried about stuff. My sense of humour feels as if it's been sucked out of me....I am most of the time uptight and i know that inside of me there's an outgoing clown desperate to break out....My own body feels like a prison to my soul....i'm a slave to my own mind. I have to fake a smile and fake a laugh just to fit in but faking is so tiring.
I just don't understand how i ended up the way i am.
I think back to my childhood when i was carefree...Nothing else mattered apart from the worry that Santa Claus would not bring me the toys i wanted at Christmas. I wish i could have the same simplistic attitutude to life now...I notice that other people seem to be relaxed and carefree, but i am always edgy and worried about stuff. My sense of humour feels as if it's been sucked out of me....I am most of the time uptight and i know that inside of me there's an outgoing clown desperate to break out....My own body feels like a prison to my soul....i'm a slave to my own mind. I have to fake a smile and fake a laugh just to fit in but faking is so tiring.
I just don't understand how i ended up the way i am.