Hum. Something happened today that made me think. I was feeling insecure about myself and about my studies. At the time, i was with somebody, and for the wierdest reason, i felt like talking to my companion about it - even though i usually wouldn't. Even now i can't really figure out why. i think it was cause i was maybe looking for some reassurance? or some comfort?I usually don't talk about my problems or insecurities, cause ever since i was young, i figured out that there was no point in telling others about your worries cause in the end, there was nothing they could do to help, and it made you feel even worse after telling them. even more helpless.after telling my companion today, again i had that same helpless feeling again, and even worse, something my companion mentioned touched on a nerve. it was about a decision i made in the past which i have, ever since then, worried about having made the wrong decision. my companion actually told me that they thought that i made the wrong decision and it made me feel even more insecure.i'm not actually sure why i'm blogging about this now, but i guess i just wanted to talk about it.i guess in the end, the only person you can ever trust and depend upon is yourself.
if love was just a dream... would you want to wake up?9:43 pm
