I’m a really insecure person. I know that, the people around me know that. It seems incurable, this nagging feeling on the inside of me that I’ll never be good enough… That nobody likes me… That I’m bringing people down. Where does it come from?
I wonder if it’s a psychological imbalance in my head. Some days I feel as if everything is perfect. I couldn’t be happier or in a better position. Nothing could be better than that moment. And then… the emptiness comes.
The emptiness is worse than the insecure feeling, I think. The emptiness is when all emotions become void. When nothing has any meaning and everything seems pointless. The emptiness means quiet hours sitting and contemplating on why I even need to live on this earth. Contemplating why I exist.
And then it’s back to my old lonley insecure self again.
It must be part of the PMS cycle.
