So this will be my blog. My first ever uncensored blog. And this is all I can think of to say. My computer sucks. I hate it. But my life is good. Not that that makes interesting reading for anybody, even me!
I am confused sometimes. My confidence is easily struck down and dissolved by small, seemingly insignificant things. Small, nasty things people say, not being included in silly conversations leave me brooding and shaken for days. Does this make me a weak person? Am I setting myself up for failure? I definitely need to get a thicker skin thats for sure.
A few weeks ago, someone *nearly* called me a slut. I cried for days and couldn't look them in the eye for weeks. Sad I know. I should be able to flick those sad people off as trouble makers and bitches. But maybe insecurity is a human condition that I have to live with. I suppose the degree to which your human nature interferes with your life defines who you are, and how you carry yourself. Maybe we're pre-wired to react with a certain insecurity and self deprecating doubt to people who question us. But not everyone reacts the same. Or do they? How would I know if those arrogant bastards I know don't feel the same way about bitchiness that I do.
Thats enough from me. But I'll pick it up soon.