Random excerpts from my brain

Perfectly screwed

(Above is a photo I took from behind a waterfall)

I believe the ones in perfect homes get the most screwed over. All they see their whole life is an example of stable parents with a good job, that always got good grades, that always seem to have it together. Those kids feel like they have to live up to that. There's so much pressure on their shoulders, that when they slip, it's so hard to get back up. Always feeling lesser than everyone else, lesser than the expectations put upon them. Once they do manage to get back up, it's only a matter of time before they fall once more. To them their lives feel worthless, like their dreams are impossible. No one understands what it's like to slip up and fear the reactions of your parents, so you keep it secret. Everything they truly feel must be confined to the small space inside of them, because of fear.

I am one of those screwed over kids. And I live in fear of the future. I fear my mistakes, even though I know it is simple human nature to make mistakes sometimes. So that's why I write; it's the only way I can stop confining everything to just me. I can use my feelings to fill blank pages instead.