I look like my mom, I act like my dad and I have the same name as my stepmom. . . who am I?
I know about 9 times out of 10 when I say I am ok, I’m not. It’s my robotic go to saying. . .
I usually have at least 10 things in my head that I am constantly worried about. . . The thing is I have no control over them which just makes me anxious even more.
I wish I could just let them go. . . and focus on what I can control. (I might actually sleep well at night.)
I have never been able to play it “cool.” I always worry, and I know I always will. (I feel like if I don’t care, who will? This makes me feel like I have the world over my head or on my shoulders.)
The thing is it seems like everyone has has a life. . . is doing something while I sit here and wait for them and get hurt by thinking too much. Why should I put the world on my shoulders? Why should I care when they are living a life without me?
I’m sick of waiting around and I am sick getting hurt. I need to move on.
I wish I could Change. . .
I would make myself 80 pounds light.
I want to fix my teeth (lots of issues).
I want to be “cooler,” and not take things so seriously.
I want to just let things be and go with the flow.
I wish I was less whiny, distracted, and obsessed with things.
I think so people take life way too seriously. I think I am one of them. . . I want to joke around and laugh more. . . I want to stop worrying. I just want to chill and be.
How can I take life less seriously?