Burdens
I must be doing something wrong when I try so hard not to be a burden to everyone else that I end up burdening myself with a bunch of stupid things. Today, I am feeling burdened. And feeling simultaneously like I will be burdensome if I try to resolve this situation and unburden myself.
Today I am also feeling like an outsider. It’s nobody’s fault, really, just a fact that comes along with growing up and living in this new situation. Despite the fact that it’s nobody’s fault here, it stings.
If it sounds like I’m being vague, it’s because I am. After all, I’m really more affected by my own feelings and perceptions of my own stupid problems than by the reality of these admittedly not-the-end-of-the-world situations.
Venting. Over-analyzing. Done.
