bus

I wish I was passionate about it.

I am not afraid of what you are feeling or how you express it. You can tell me whats going on.

You don't want to help me, not even to help myself.

* finishing my degree
* my hair growing longer
* going back to Norway
* starting to swim
* going to see Madam Butterfly
* new shoes

we can't help you change but we can assure you we love you the way you are, even if you never change.

I can't imagine ever finding someone wanting to spend a lifetime with me, so these sort of thoughts are just negative for me. However I do think about where I want to live at times. No suburbs for me, either completely out in the wilderness or city! And never a fitted carpet ever ever again (curse o...

It's good to hear you will make an effort. Best of luck!

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Psyche has a good point. When I am producing something, I feel myself is enough and that I can have some say and control in the matter. Drawing, painting, dancing, photographing, making things...anything that is created by you, makes you feel like you are contributing and making a difference. Which ...

I'm not fine. I am lying. I'm fooling you all.

I have lost control. Please help me.

I have a desperate desperate need and it's here even if you don't like it, even if it doesn't suit me, even if it is unflattering.

I wish I didn't look pathetic

I wish I could accept myself.


I wish I felt appreciated.

sick.

unmet

tired
failing

fading

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I think that the only reason that I read books, do work and create visuals, is because I'm so ugly and undesireable I can't expect any man to ever look my way. I create only in stubborn defiance and bitterness.

ugly and sweaty

Deep down I think I want everyone to despise me as much as I despise myself, then for once I would be in the right.

sick