Over the course of the last few days, I've felt like my existence was a popularity contest. I felt like I had to exceed expectations to be noticed. I felt like I had to be someone else. I felt like I couldn't be me. It came to the point of me being at a standstill with my thoughts. I'm at a standstill with my emotions. I want to cry, but there is nothing to cry about. I truly don't know what to do anymore.
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+*Confusing Understatements*+
Non-FictionThis is a vent book that is personalized to my own personality. I chose the name to give an insight on the inside of my mind and how I think. Welcome to Confusing Understatements!
