marks the 50th post in this blog.
Sort of a mini-milestone in blogging history. Other than sharing this tidbit, I don't have much to say. I am going through a weird patch of confusion. I can't seem to separate real feelings from the fake. My moods vary.
I am beginning to feel more empowered and confident in certain aspects of life. Also, in others, I feel as though people don't seem to care as much as I do. And that's painful. I don't know why certain people rush to the aid of some at the drop of a hat, but for me? No. Not even a phone call. Just a "you'll be okay" via instant message.
They figure if I want to talk, I will come to them.
But sometimes you need that push.
You need someone to be like, "Let's talk about this."
You just need....someone.
Someone who will always be there.
And I think I should stop.
Now playing: Augustana - Where Love Went Wrong