I'm at an awkward point in my life where I don't know what I want, besides everything.
I don't have the slightest clue what my future holds, but who really does?
I'm happy being single, happy with my friendships, happy with life... when I don't think about it.
When I actually think about everything (school, mistakes, career, money, relationships, what I should be doing) I stress out big time.
Is not thinking about the reality of these aspects of life a thick, but destructable wall I'm subconsciencely building to maintain happiness?
A question I ask myself when the honest reality of life is overwhelming.
Depressing, I know.
The destructable wall is being built again.
Again... blocking out all fear, hurt and unwanted, painful stress of the known and unknown.
The game of my life.
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