Sometimes people think they know you. They know a few facts about you, and they piece you together in a way that makes sense to them. And if you don’t know yourself very well, you might even believe that they are right. But the truth is, that isn’t you. That isn’t you at all.
There are people who ask me how do i stay so happy go lucky all the time. I don't know where they actually get this idea of me from. I remember crying twice last year in front of my close friends because i feel so ugly. I cry over little things all the time. Sometimes i feel like slapping myself. I am already fortunate enough to live in a first world country & have a healthy body, why am i always overthinking. Its annoying. But i can't control my mind.
