Afraid

Been carrying this thought in my head for a few days now. I keep telling myself "stop being so sensitive" but my heart always manages to find its way around. I first thought it could be a quarter-life crisis thing, turning 22 cannot be easy -_____- and then finding it too dumb to be true.

The day before yesterday I told Ben that I'm so terribly bored and lazy and tired that these three negative energies combined were enough to drive me out of the house to chop half my hair off >< Ben then concluded that it is not safe anymore to leave me home alone. And maybe that prescription has a little bit of truth in it but maybe of that a little bit more in August.

eeks.

This year I have come to know two kinds of people. Both at the end of each spectrum. Both worlds apart. One may be the rarest kind I've ever met. The other I am lucky to have only known now. I don't know exactly how to put this thing I feel into words as much as I want to. I just know that comparing these two has created a spasm inside me and I just can't seem to box it up and put it away. I wish now to have a mind of a man, one that can just pack emotions away until... never. But I just can't...

so I can only hope to be the stronger person I need to be.... until then.