piektdiena, 2015. gada 18. septembris

I feel sorry for myself, truly.

It is obvious to myself that I am doing nothing but whining about stuff, and probably this blog won't help me stop whining either. I have always told others how I feel - especially all the bad things happening with me. Of course, it's not so bad after all - I am quite over dramatizing things but it's not on purpose. But even if I share the things that I feel sad about or concerned I still, honestly, feel like a shit.And I already know that for me it is not easy to let go bad experiences in life. (And for others it is so easy to say - just let go, be positive.) I still go everywhere with them. They're always at the back of my mind. Even when I try to be confident. I am not confident even if I have been highly successful at something. And bear in mind, I am not a perfectionist as well (because if I would be, I would burst into tears and get panic attacks every time I would face an imperfection connected with me or everything I do). But again, I am not sure. At some areas I get really disappointed if I have to face many failures in a row (like my work this year - the way I am doing it, and also my relationships).

I know that I can do better.