confused.
i hate it when someone sees something in me that i don’t.
i go through alternating periods of high and low confidences, and i think when i get complimented on something, it kind of lowers my confidence because i don’t know why they are complimenting me in the first place. i feel like so many of the good things that have happened to me in the past few years have more or less been chance kind of situations. it’s not that i’m talented in any way, shape or form. maybe it’s my drive, but even then, like just because i may want something doesn’t mean i (a) deserve it or (b) be capable at these things. it’s senior year, and i’m still questioning myself.
i miss my mom, my sister, and my dog. homesickness bites.
btdubs.
the stars concert was awesome. pics still to come.