It's the thought that's going through my head most of these days; as soon as I have nothing else to think about (which luckily isn't very often...although often enough). I just don't know.
What it is I don't know I don't know either (no, I don't mean to be funny, it's the bitter truth this time people). Grey autumn/winter skies tend to make me a little blue, and I fear that this year is no exception. Life just makes me confused at the moment, and I am not sure that I am dealing with myself so well sometimes.
You've heard the expression, "it's just food, not love" right?. Well so have I of course, and I know that it's true. Yet I eat to comfort myself, and end up feeling even crappier than I did before. Chocolate can only do so much...and for some things it doesn't help at all.
This happens every winter, and every time I gain weight I feel bad. Not because you have to be real skinny to be worth anything (not at all, everyone except me can be as chubby or fat as the want), I just don't feel cute and happy when I feel bigger than usual. So I have to stop it. Once again.
I guess it's the same thing pretty much all over the world, this "I am blue because it's cold and grey and rainy outside the window" - problem. But that doesn't make it better.
"Misery loves company" they say, but well...it doesn't always work like that. Sometimes, not matter how many others out there that feels bad, you feel like the most lonely and misunderstood person in the world.
*Sigh*...I just don't know.
Take care people. (^ - ^) Mata ne.