Before I was a firm believer that the person who knows you best is yourself

Now, I'm wondering how true that really is.

It makes me question if people can read me better than I can read myself, and that scared me.

Now, I'm not sure if it's as scary as I thought it was.

It makes me wonder if people can tell what I'm thinking or if they can tell how I'm feeling, even if I'm trying to hide whatever that is.

I've noticed that I tend to hide a lot more than I thought I did.

There's a lot of things that I also think I hide without meaning to, cause I never know how to respond to things

Today I also noticed that I didn't talk as much as I used to, but I also found that I don't want to talk a whole lot lately either.

Starting a few days ago I was doing research about what I'm going through, but now I really don't care. I just want to get things done and over with and ignore the rest of those problems, cause I'm sick and tired of them.

I want to get my life back on track, and that's the only way I know how.

But I know that if anything gets out of control, there will be people there to help me - as they have been, and I'm extremely grateful for that - the same way I'll be willing to help them, both family and friends.