I don’t open up to many people. But when I do, they just end up leaving. And so, I cannot help but wonder if I was designed to be alone. Just me. By myself. I’ve always worked brilliantly on my own, but being lonely is painful, at times.
It honestly honestly honestly depends on who I’m with. There are certain people who intimidate me so I’ll try and act like I’m older or wiser than I really am. And there are others who I’m just comfortable thinking aloud in front of so then they’ll think I’m immature and whatnot. So sometimes I act like I’m 30 and sometimes I act like I’m 3.