was . is . pass me notes
<< 12.15.04 :: 11:58 p.m. >>
::i couldn't sleep, so i thought i'd tell you why::

a therapist once asked me for a feeling, and i gave him a thought.

i am no good at conveying emotion - unless it is written somewhere safe, where i don't have to talk about it or deal with the consequences.

i won't be locking my diary anymore.

sometimes i just start to freak out because i become aware of who reads this, and i don't like for people i actually know to be inside my head. it makes me really uncomfortable for a while.

i also sometimes feel myself holding things back that i'd actually like to get out, and i do that for this very reason. if there is even the slightest possibility that we'll be in the same place on any given saturday night, i don't want you knowing what i think about or how i feel. it's just too close for comfort.

but that all stops now.

i don't know exactly what i mean by that, but i mean it.

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