Realm

Confused

It all seems so good the way we had it. I can sit here blast my music and nobody would know how I'm feeling. I've spend months writing my heart out and nobody knows that side of me. They think otherwise and that I don't know how to write. I used to write when I was younger and I think there's reasons why this app found me again. I used to write fiction-based stories though. I used to write supernatural stories and I used to have an account on here but I forgot my login credentials.

This morning I woke up in a foul mood because it sucks wanting the best for everyone and knowing you can't do much. It sucks having to hide behind this phone and not being able to show the real person here. There's so much I want to say and so little at the same time. When people speak, I listen and I do want to say so much. I also don't want to interrupt or burden those with my own problems. I have a lot of problems too.

Sometimes we have to put others first and try to be there even when we're not feeling the greatest.

I'm caught between a rock and a hard place right now. There's so much I don't know about and everything has changed around me. I'm very close to giving up and I know I can't because what's the point of giving up? I may just write, write and write on here. It's truly an outlet.

I'm not too sure what to do anymore. My mind is in a confused state and not many people know and they're not going to know. I can easily unpublish all of this and these are the unwritten words I can talking about - especially with the confessions chapter which will be in my drafts for a while.

I'm just afraid that if people knew who I was, they wouldn't talk to me. I can't reveal my identity. I really can't.

I'm sorry.