Date?
I don't really know how to start.
I love criticism, but I hate hearing it.
I am my worst critic.
I notice every minute detail about myself people would never pick up on.
I am fully aware of my strengths and weaknesses, even if I don't act on them.
I know the things I need to change, are the exact things I am avoiding.
I am not saying I am a know-it-all, but I know everything about myself inside out- even if it is viewed I am clueless.
I overexpose myself.
I think I am doing the right thing, but logically I know I am not.
I try to form emotional and mental connections with people by sharing everything about my personal life.
I don't know why anybody would do that.
I like to give people a sense of peace; letting them feel not so alone.
I however have too much faith in people.
I justify toxic people with empathy.
I swim so far to where I can't swim back.
I gain confidence, then somehow it is shot down again. It's a cycle.
I am not saying I am 100% innocent and always the victim.
I know when I do things at fault.
I know where my intentions stood.
I know what the truth is.
I know I see too much potential in people.
I know my ways of doing things are wrong.
I know they are illogical and stupid.
I wish I can take them all back.
I over the years repetitively used the same tactic to form connections with people, thinking people have the same mindset.
I don't gradually evolve as a person.
I sit back one day in solitude and it all hits me.
I connect the pieces of what I'm doing wrong.
I am sorrowful of every foolish mistake I made.
I am hurt by the emotion that conflicted with my words.
I am regretful of all of the people I have hurt by trying to make these bonds.
I am no longer going to share personal information with people I do not trust.
I am not going to shut my emotion as off, but I will need to start using logic as my dominant function in my actions.
I am sorry.
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Inside an Enigma (Youth Years)
Non-FictionDear Reader, This journal is my own personal journal. As you read, you will come across letters, school work, essays, entries, photos, drawings, etc,. on how I, myself, experienced and saw the world. This is dedicated for those who seek what is...