There are two sides to me, like to most things.
It is a daily struggle between what I want to feel and what I actually feel.
I want to be confidant so I fight against my insecurities and self-doubt.
I want to be care free and fun so I fight against my anxiety and the constant knot in my stomach.
I want to be beautiful so I fight to see good qualities when I look in the mirror.
I want to be outgoing so I fight against the nausea that attacks me when someone comes up and says hi.
Some days, I win. Some days I am confident and care free and beautiful and outgoing. Some days Im the girl I've always dreamt of being.
But some days, my insides win out. Some days I am so self conscious, that its hard to even be awake. Sometimes Im so anxious I make myself physically sick. Sometimes I cant help but withdraw into myself.
It's hard, to look in the mirror and not know which girl you're going to see. Its a war that im constantly fighting and it gets in the way of many things. I only pray that one day, I can win the war.
A space for me to empty my brain of all the poems, letters, and half-finished stories that swirl around in my head all day.
Tuesday, November 11, 2014
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