I have a hard time speaking and when I do I tend to come off as crude, mysterious, and I don't say much, I like to stick to the point. People see so much in me and most of it seems to be what they have decided what I am. I blend into others images of me very easily. I find myself being serious, yet I want something more creative in my life. I am desperately trying to find myself. I want to heal. I have a hard time letting people into my head yet I want the closeness I see in some with their friends. My own friends have stabbed me in the back, because I am easy to walk on, I play the victim too often. WHY? Am I capable of being strong with my words? My image?
I want to pursue an art. And I am not sure which. I see images or flashes of what i could paint or dance or say that seems very ideal, beautiful...real.
I have always fantasized about being a dancer, singer, painter, astronaut, farmer, herbalist, criminal for good like Robin Hood and Nelson Mandela, or a bad *** who can do amazing stunts like Tomb Raider (grew up watching the video game). I've always have been a Tom-boy, soccer, football, fights as a kid, riding jumps with homemade 4 wheeler, and dressing simply. I find myself feeling different from most women (maybe that's the media influencing us.)
I also have a difficult time letting go, and I want to know why, mainly with my first boyfriend and all the wrongs every done to me or those that have left me. I feel pain every time I am reminded that time really does exist. It isn't just a ticking noise that i can either pull away from or just not look up to. I've always hated the idea of time. And money. I can live in my head a lot of the time and I do the strangest things and I enjoy hanging out with old men. I have often wondered if I have lesbian tendencies, and now Id like to just think that I am neither straight nor gay. I want to live outside of the box.
I am afraid of social interactions and I want another way to communicate that doesn't involve drinking, giving myself to them physically, or turning my back on what I truly want. I want to cooperate yet I feel that I don't belong in a lot of society. I want to feel apart of a group of equals.
If I have something to offer I want to know what the hell it is. Because I am feeling stuck. What does my chart tell you? What do we have in common? What will help me feel secure?
How else can I tell my story?
I want to pursue an art. And I am not sure which. I see images or flashes of what i could paint or dance or say that seems very ideal, beautiful...real.
I have always fantasized about being a dancer, singer, painter, astronaut, farmer, herbalist, criminal for good like Robin Hood and Nelson Mandela, or a bad *** who can do amazing stunts like Tomb Raider (grew up watching the video game). I've always have been a Tom-boy, soccer, football, fights as a kid, riding jumps with homemade 4 wheeler, and dressing simply. I find myself feeling different from most women (maybe that's the media influencing us.)
I also have a difficult time letting go, and I want to know why, mainly with my first boyfriend and all the wrongs every done to me or those that have left me. I feel pain every time I am reminded that time really does exist. It isn't just a ticking noise that i can either pull away from or just not look up to. I've always hated the idea of time. And money. I can live in my head a lot of the time and I do the strangest things and I enjoy hanging out with old men. I have often wondered if I have lesbian tendencies, and now Id like to just think that I am neither straight nor gay. I want to live outside of the box.
I am afraid of social interactions and I want another way to communicate that doesn't involve drinking, giving myself to them physically, or turning my back on what I truly want. I want to cooperate yet I feel that I don't belong in a lot of society. I want to feel apart of a group of equals.
If I have something to offer I want to know what the hell it is. Because I am feeling stuck. What does my chart tell you? What do we have in common? What will help me feel secure?
How else can I tell my story?