Positive...and Negative.

I show up at school every morning feeling like a part of me isn't complete. Obviously if I slept, I wouldn't feel that way. But, as weird as it sounds, when I'm alone, lying down in the dark attempting to sleep, I'm at home. I can organize my thoughts. Well, sometimes they're jumbled up and make no sense. But I think, and nothing is there to distract me. It's just me, darkness, and my overthinking tendencies. I try and discover who I am. I smile as I recall stupid memories. I think about what could have been, should have been, would have been. I make myself feel better. I learn how to be independent. I learn how to be me, and love me. Insomnia...it's annoying. But, it has taught me who I am. And for that, I'm thankful. It taught me to forgive myself, to move on. And I have. And I owe it all to my body's inability to drift off, even for a few hours.

xx.
notsureofanything notsureofanything
18-21, F
Jan 18, 2013