Right now, I don't want any friends.
All the ones I have, I don't want to be around.
I'll admit to being jealous of everyone else living self-sufficient lives, all the while I'm here - going nowhere, or just moving so slowly it seems like time isn't progressing. It's true though: I've counted on other people too much in my life in some ways, and now it's time to cut the umbilical.
Like I said, I don't want to talk to any of the people I know, because they've already judged me for something I may or may not be...and that's unsettling. It makes me feel raw and uncomfortable.
I'll go somewhere I don't know anyone, and take care of myself without judgement being passed on me, or contemptuous gossip, a place where I can have tabula rasa.
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