Whoops.

Sometimes I don't even know where I am. I feel like my naivety is clouding my vision and forcing me to ignore what I really feel is going on. The fact of the matter is that I don't want to believe it. I am a very strong woman, and I'm not afraid to be alone; I'm not. The only thing that I'm afraid of is how badly it hurts. I had the strangest dream last night which is weird because I haven't been remembering my dreams for the past few days. I don't want to describe it on here though... I'll write about it in my personal journal.

I just know that somewhere along the line I made a mistake. For a long time I thought that that mistake was worth it, but I'm not quite so sure anymore. When I was younger I was a selfish attention whore, and I will be the first one to admit it. It doesn't bother me like it used to because I've grown from all of the grudges that people still hold against me. The only thought that I have is how would things have turned out on the contrary. I wonder what in the world I've done to myself.

Someday I hope that I have a daughter. I'll try my absolute best to save her from all of the not-so-wise choices that I've made along the way. Isn't that what everyone tries to do though?

I don't know; sometimes I'm just afraid of what I can't see coming.