No reflection

More and more, I find myself apologizing for how I feel. And if I'm not apologizing, I feel horribly guilty.

I don't even recognize myself anymore. I use to be honest, outspoken, enthusiastic, energetic...and now I seem to be measuring my self-worth by how others treat me. My self-esteem is virtually non-existent. Any happiness I can grab onto is so fleeting.

I always feel...angry, sad, confused, worried...

I have no idea who I am anymore. But it's not the me I used to be. And I'm not sure if I even care...

Is this thing on?

I'm fairly certain no one will ever read this. That's okay. But if you have somehow stumbled upon this blog, welcome! First, introductions.

I am a great many things....

Writer. Singer. Friend. Daughter. Sister. Girlfriend. Baker. Reader. Nerd.

I like vacations where I can learn things. I believe in the paranormal. Beautiful things make me cry. I hate hearing how magic tricks work. I love snow and rain. I don't care much about the beach. Weird, creepy things intrigue me. I like my pets more than I like most people. I love people I can be weird around. I wish my life was a musical...just maybe not by Sondheim. Those never end well. My best friends are my mom, my sister and my boyfriend. They're the three most amazing people I know. I completely absorb the emotions of those around me. I've seen incredibly creepy and unbelievable things. I'm an optimistic pessimist. I know way too much about serial killers and it freaks some people out. I love books, poetry, lyrics. I do a lot of weird things for no reason.

*Judd Nelson fist in the air*

So...where do we begin...