Selfcritical Stories

I had always been bad at making decisions, if it was what kinda cake we should buy, what do wear, how prioritise, or if it was smart or dumb to buy a new iPhone. I always came to some sorta solution though, wether it was the right one or the wrong one was irrelevant. Never had I thought I would find my self in a situation where I felt so torn. Never had I thought it was possible to love more than one guy at once! This is kind of an essay/critical (fictive) diary. Where I discus life with myself, and argument and reflect.