Quick Blog Post: 3 AM Thoughts
I wish I was better at telling people how I really feel.
"Are you happy?" is such a difficult question. I always said yes, because I have friends, I laugh at jokes, I go out a lot and have fun. My life is not as bad as it could be, and I don't have terrible problems. It could be worst.
But then, one night at 3 am when I'm alone still awake, lying in bed, thinking about life, I find myself crying my heart out. I convinced myself long ago that nobody will ever like me. I'm used to being alone now but sometimes I'd feel horrible and question everything I have.
And I don't know if I was ever happy at all.
Every night there's a constant reminder that all I have is myself.
I would cry and laugh about how stupid I look.
I really hate blogging at 3 am, I have these weird thoughts running through my mind.
but it's okay
I'm one heck of a dramatic, complicated woman.