Struggles. Excuses. Problems. Issues. Random shit.
Something we all can relate.
Essentially a vent book or a way to put everything in writing
Plus thoughts and some theories.
(beware cringe and teen stuff until you get to the recent ones)
Some part...
Sometimes I wonder how much of a presence I really have.
I thought about it today since an incident happened. It happens before but this one was a major one.
I am kind of invisable. Like a ghost. Like oxygen in the air. Even if I walked into a room filled with people I know, I will go unnoticed.
It has its perks from time to time. But the negative side does a much bigger impact than the positive one.
People tend to forget that I'm there and would step in my place instead. Must be since I'm not that important or perhaps I'm just that out of socialization.
How am I gonna survive life if I can't even make a presence?
I am a puny stick figure when others are real humans.
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