So, my mind runs wild and new things happen every day, and guess what???
I just happen to lack a complete friendship that I can understand will willingly accept all my email about it.
I mean, I've got my old psychiatric nurse, now I have an old psychiatrist to write to, I even try to talk to Avril Lavigne or her fanclub people----
but I'm afraid that I think too much, experience too much, have too much to say, and no one really cares to hear from me too much.
Maybe sending all that email to psychiatric workers MIGHT be OK --- but I'm afraid of talking to any one individual too much lest they think I'm too intrusive or whatever.
This is tough. I don't really have friends. I can't even talk to my own family about much of what I want to say --- I'm stuck with this blog and a few people to write email to.
There are things that are on my mind, but I don't have any place to put them right now - not this blog, not my dad, and I've already sent too much email to the people I send email to.
This is the same problem I had with my ballerina girl of old --- and we know how that turned out.
Dangit. What am I supposed to do? I want to talk to someone about things, but I don't have any good confidants who I can "spam" as much as I want.
Maybe I can talk to my psychiatric nurse all I want, but if I send it to the psychiatric nurse, then I also feel like sending it to the old psychiatrist and Avril Lavigne as well --- and well, I'm fearing this isn't going to work.
I'm in a real pickle.
Too much to say and no one to say it to. Some things just aren't right for the blog. Some things I can't really discuss with my family.
The people I write my deepest thoughts to are essentially just acquaintances who's jobs in life involve helping me in such ways.
This really isn't right I think. We have a problem.
Oh well, just got an email, time to post this and move on.