I love how one minute I can be totally good, happy, confident, and the next, I'm scared to death that no one is ever sincere with me. I know that this is a me problem, not a them problem, but right now I'm feeling like I've played a wonderful joke on anyone who's ever liked me. Haha, I sure tricked them...
Then I wonder if anyone really has liked me... Maybe they tricked me?
...Definitely a me problem. My head is paranoid sometimes. And, as Albert Ellis would tell me, it is not necessary for people to like me to be happy.
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