don't ever look back.

Everyone is worried about so many things. It worries me. I am tired and a little stressed. The future is a little to much for me right now. It sits at my kitchen table, tapping it's long finger nails on the table impaitently while waiting for me to do something that I wasn't exactly filled in on. I don't know what you want from me. I don't know what I want or expect from myself. I just want to do something that I love, that brings me joy and excites me. That's what I want. But more often than not people end up in a life that they don't like. But maybe they were bad at adapting, or they didn't fight as hard as I will or play the pessimist where I really do belive that I am an optimist. I will fight and sweat and cry for what I want, even if I don't know what it is yet. I will rise and rise again untill I find where I belong or what I need. Or want. Whatever you want to call it. Maybe they will be one in the same.

I am tired and I miss my mom. I'm worried.