Fucking messed up
"How would you describe yourself?"
Like a tree.
"Why a tree?"
Because trees can't move around the world and have freedom, just like children. Like me. My mind is like a tree. There one big thought, then there is little branches of thoughts that follow, and sometimes, the leafs are green (for happy thoughts) but mostly they are dead leaves... Horrible bad thoughts, that make the tree look, different and disturbing.
Most of the People see me as:
- Happy
- Fun
- Creative
- Strong
So that's why I don't ask for help. Because I feel like when I do. People see that on the other side, the leafs are dead, and that I really am messed up in the head.
My mind looks like this.
E.g:
You drew a small black square. Nothing else.
And this is what I think.
I think this resembles someone's fear of being trapped, in a small place ( like their mind). And the black resembles drowning in bad thoughts.
Yeah...I'm fucking messed up.
I over think too much
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