Opaline
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Sometimes, I just...
I don't even know.
Maybe someday I'll stop caring about the actions of others I find hurtful or frustrating. But until then it's always tripping me up, and seems the more I fight reacting to it the more pain I feel over it.
I wish I had the guts to live in the wilderness for a few weeks (not in winter though). Maybe I'd come back refreshed. Maybe I'd feel more in tune with myself and more sure of myself. I wouldn't care what bull**** things people have to say.
I don't even know.
Maybe someday I'll stop caring about the actions of others I find hurtful or frustrating. But until then it's always tripping me up, and seems the more I fight reacting to it the more pain I feel over it.
I wish I had the guts to live in the wilderness for a few weeks (not in winter though). Maybe I'd come back refreshed. Maybe I'd feel more in tune with myself and more sure of myself. I wouldn't care what bull**** things people have to say.