Do you promise to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth? and if you do, is it safe for me to hear it?
Is it really so terrible to live in well intentioned deception if the consequence seems cautiously blissful? Is it so wrong to fool myself? AM I fooling myself? How do I figure out what is real and what isn't?
Do I feel unappreciated because I'm selfish, or am I really unappreciated? Is it right for me to be happy about future plans or have I set myself up for more hurt and failure?
How am I supposed to know what the right thing is if I've got nothing or no one to back me up? DO I have that and my insecurities aren't letting me accept that? Am I preparing myself for the inevitable or pushing a great thing away because that's just how my life seems to roll?
Has anyone thought that maybe all I need is a hug, some cooperation, and the understanding that even if I can do it on my own, that I no longer want to?
