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There are barriers to the growth of a healthy relationship. Name
it jealousy, insecurity, paranoia, possessiveness, and (gasp) insanity.
All of which I think I have. And now you see my big dilemma.
Life isn't perfect, I get it. I knew from the start. When in grade
school, I saw classmate with her mini, battery-operated electric fan in
class, when almost everyone has that cool pencil case, the one with
lots of buttons that when pushed some sort of a pocket/drawer pops out.
I knew it when all of my highschool classmates had their first cellular
phones, a nokia 3210 in fact, and I have nothing but this heavy feeling
of envy.
Life is not perfect that way.
And so are people.
More and more, I know that I am becoming a heavy load. I know not everyone gets me. But unfortunately, neither do I.
How can anyone get me, when I cannot even get myself?
Strangely, I have this tendency to keep everything to myself, even
if it's already too much to bear. I wake up every morning, take a
bath, ride jeepneys to and from work, while thinking of the same
thoughts over and over. I'm very much in despair to have a peace of
mind, to rid my mind off the usual shit, aside from when I'm asleep.
Now, I can really say that I have become a very different person.
Am I happy with how I turned-out? Not even close. The problem remains
to be how to turn my back against the things/thoughts that I
acknowledge to have bad effects on my being. How to get all these out
of my head? How to start with a clean, fresh slate?
I think I need professional help. I think I need whatever drug
there is, to help me relax, to soothe my mind. I think I know what I
need, but honestly I don't.
Who would help me? And how I can I be helped in the first place, if I couldn't even help myself?
All I want is stability, in all aspect. Is it too huge of a dream?
Just like everyone else, I have high hopes. And then it occurred to me,
maybe because of these hopes, I turned out to be this way.
Maybe it's time to embrace this, coming from this tough girl I once have been...
I'm just a fragile human being.
The weaknesses, the fear of being hurt, of losing a game I have
always won, of becoming more insecure, more scared of the future, of
losing trust, or of just losing, all has been triumphant
well, except me.
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