Memoirs of a lost individual 2

A Story by GothonaWrites

Memoirs of a Lost Individual 2

So today is another day of attempting to be a better person in taking action of plans for my life and not just talking about it. I wake up with all the right intentions but of course my body or I don’t know if it is my mind, tells me otherwise by accomplishing one-quarter of a full task.

The day starts off well, with positive vibes flowing through my head, but of course the failings begin to seep in and soon enough, I am left with my unintentional regular routine of accomplishing half of a task. What makes it worse is that the people around me are so not supporting of what I do, because they feel it doesn’t need to be done. As a result they do not realize the filth that is in their surrounding. I am sure that I am beginning to sound bitter, but what more can I do. I think I am so damaged that I am constantly thinking about the physical aspects of my life because the errors pointed out by people surrounding me are always in reference to what they can see. Now I have an intense migraine from thinking too much and it it’s not helping that I don’t feel good enough or smart enough or pretty enough to be part of any world.

Call me small-minded or whatever the damage is already there and I am trying so hard not to fall off the rails. I am constantly battling with which personality should be dominant in my life because as I write this I no longer know who I am, even to the people I make contact with, I can’t really be defined or understood, I myself don’t even know in which box to place myself of my problems. I am sure some of you are thinking what screw is loose in her head, I assure you I will work my a*s off to discover its location and screw it tightly in place. This is because it is the only way I can put myself in gear and continue my journey towards the assured and fulfilled future. Will I be able to prove I am talented, and not just some wannabe, because sometimes it can be hard separating the two.