Taking my emotions so seriously. Observing, analyzing and making sense out of every thought to cross my mind. Zoning out and reflecting. Being self-centered and selfish. Indulging in myself, and my perceived greatness. Like I’ve been deluded into my own little world.
I don’t really care to go into why I’ve been like this or whatever, but I’m glad I’ve realized. And I’m ready to get over myself, do something with my life, and think about other people for a change.
Thank you overly-supportive, single momma. I’m glad I was the center of your world, and you made me feel like I was all that mattered. You made me a confident boy, who felt like he could do no wrong… But it’s about time to grow up.
I need to seek like-mindedness. I’d like to say I’m the sort of person who can be somewhat content with any given situation. Or just find some sort of redeeming value from anything. But I need to start talking to people more like me. I feel dull as fuck somedays. Some weeks being in college.
I always hear from people, “You’re always trying to say something motivational” or “You’re always getting deep” or “Why do you try to be so intellectual?”… It used to bother me, but with the little bit of age I have to my name I’ve gotten over it.
I’m content with the fact that I’d rather talk about mental growth and my future than the newest gossip on campus. Sorry.