Happiness the elusive....
Life in general...I have become quiet disenchanted with my current life and self. I did everything I could do to change me, to make everyone else love me and feel lost. Most days I am clueless as to who I really am, and some I am so confident that I know who I am, it truly scares me. But today I ponder how someone who has everything she wished for feels so sad about it all.
There is something to be said about the grass ia always greener on the other side. What did I sacrifice to become who I am? I feel more lost now sometimes than I did before. And in the quietness that has become my life I feel wretched.
Are we doomed to feel there is always something missing? Are we by nature never to have everything we want and nothing we really need? What do I want to make me happy?
I thought becoming the new me was all I needed to make me happy, but alas it wasn't true. I am even more lonely now than I ever was. I feel abandonned by many and intimidating to others. The thing about fat girls, most of them have lots of friends, and I miss my friends.
I am so blatently sick of discussion with co workers revolving around "How much have you lost" "Are you still loosing" "You look so good NOW". I just want to be noticed for who I am now, not who I was then or compared to it. IS that the source of my ambiguity?
All I have ever wanted is to be happy. Keep the castle and white horses for some other princess, I just want happiness.
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