I don't like that I don't trust people much anymore.I don't know if I ever did.Grade 3 fucked shit up I think. I've been working on finding a balance between being nice and not being a pushover since then. And I go too far on both sides every time I try to change it. I wear my heart on my sleeve a lot of the time. When I'm happy. Or excited. But not many people know when I'm sad. Or mad. Except in the blog world. Then everyone knows.
But I don't like hurting people. So I don't like telling people when I'm mad. Or upset.And I'm also scared that they won't come back if I scare them away. If someone is mad at me, I'll almost always come crawling back. I let people push me around. and it's almost all because I want to please people. Like that stupid personality test said. I don't want to hurt peoples feelings, so I sacrifice my own happiness for that.
Blech, I don't even have anything to say. Just be nice to me. And be a good friend. And be excellent to eachother. For serious.
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