So, I thought of making another Sometimes post, and this time, my answers to that simple prompt will revolve around these two words: too much.
Sometimes, I wish I didn’t think too much.
For example, after sending a message, I still try to revise it when there’s still time. But there are times when even after the message seems decent enough, I still think, “Yeah, I can do better. This sucks.”
Sometimes, I wish I didn’t feel too much.
When it comes to good feelings, they are a luxury to me. When I’m happy, I’m really happy. When I’m calm (which happens more rarely than being happy), I’m really calm.
And when it comes to bad feelings, whether that’s sadness or anger, I try not to hide them, but many people can notice when I’m really sad or angry. I suck at hiding them.
But even if people notice when I’m down, this fact remains..
Sometimes, I’m too much of a burden to others.
So, I’d rather carry my burden alone.
Header image courtesy of Vincent Delsuc.
Ian Pasicolan 