i’ve found that any time is start to feel happy, i always find a way to overthink it and ruin it.

i’m scared that i don’t have what it takes to be what i want, or to have what i want.

i’ve got great friends, and great family.
but they’re all so much better than me in my eyes.

“my friends are climbing mountains, and i’m drowning in lakes”

i don’t know.
i remember when i used to have confidence in myself.
but then i was single, and lonely for 7.5 months.
it was by choice, but it still was something that made me lose faith in my ability to be capable of having someone love me and care about me as much i was capable of doing so for them.

i want to be happy.
i’m not sure if my head does.

sorry for the downer blog.
i wanted to write something and get some feelings out.