I was supposed to be successful. Supposed to go to Harvard. Supposed to graduate high school and college early. I was supposed to save myself for marriage. Supposed to have boyfriends. Supposed to be skinny. Supposed to be happy. Supposed to be married with a child or two by now. I was supposed to have a job to be able to support myself on my own. Supposed to be perfect.
I was supposed to be anyone but who I am.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Missing
I don't want to go on anymore. I don't want to keep trying. Nothing is real anymore. The facade I wore has penetrated into my soul except for the glaring fact that I know it is not truth. I can no longer do it.
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