I don’t think anyone blogs anymore. Except for people who really are passionate about writing..
I am not that passionate about writing anymore. I think that’s because of my English grades. Even though grades doesn’t mean everything, it really means a lot to me. And I sort of lose my confidence after that.
Losing the drive is like losing everything; the will to move on, the will to even do my daily activities. I know I must toughen up, but I am not as tough as what many people may think. I think when I need help I don’t look like I need it at all. Eluding confidence? Perhaps I was eluding something else that others can’t see. I don’t even know when I am revealing my weaknesses, let alone scream help when I need it. Talking about that, I am not even sure I will get it if I scream for it. Calm? NO. Happy? NO. I really am a little freaked out because I don’t know what to do to get over it. Get over what? I also don’t know.
Perhaps that is the kind of things I have to face in order to get things right? Am I thinking too much? Or depressed. The line is no longer clear. Not even sure what I am doing is right or not? Am I on the right path in the first place? What I am I upset over? These are the questions that I think I have to answer before I am happy enough to move on. Which I thought I did.
Really hate this feeling.
Leanne