Stories of a Privileged White Girl
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I'm stuck.
Stuck here with these people,
Doing things that make me unhappy.
...And things that make them unhappy
I go to the very place of my unravelings everyday against my own will.
Expected to fit in, gain new experiennces, friends, and knowledge.
But in reality I don't fit in, I have select few friends, and am learning things irrelevant to what and who I aspire to be.
As for "new experiences"..
when did being confided in a place you despise become a helpful and positive experience?
I am drowning in my own despair and depression. And it's being contained by the Walls of my unraveling. All I have to do is wait...
Wait for those Walls to fully come down and my sorrows flooding out.
The day of my redemption. When I will be free to do and go as I please. Only taking those select few with me. Only then will they see me. See me at my best.
See me for who I really am.
Free of my axiety, which is ever growing. My stress and depresion.
But see me as I aspire to be, doing what I want to do.
But until then I continue to conform.
Be what I need to be and do what I have to do.