hmmm

I don’t know why but it just feels like I would be a bit safer writing this in German- but I wont… so it here goes:
I don’t even know what it is, but it feels like I have pent up frustration with myself that just is sitting like a fat elephant on my chest and weighing me down… even making it hard to breathe.
Inspired by Julie’s honest questions I decided to expose my own. Most are similar to hers.

1. Why are guys so easy to read when you don’t like them and when you do, they become so difficult?!

2. Why is it so hard to be content with where I am sometimes?

3. If I am growing up… and getting closer to being on my own why is it that what I want to do is becoming less and less clear?

4. Why do I do what I don’t want to do and what I want to do I don’t do?

5. Am I beautiful…

6. Why do I care about what others think?

7. Why can’t I drop out of school and just do extra curricular (cabinets etc)? or art?

8. why am i an art major?

9. why do i feel sad sometimes?

10. Why does your thyroid mess with evertyhing?

11. Am I at all cut out for relationship- because i feel completely inadequate?

- and why do i feel like if I write this publicly i will feel free?