This Is Me

I hate those moments where questions & self doubt come to mind. These topics would come & go whenever they please. Thanks to them my sleep is screwed up.

I worry about the next year coming up. What will happen once I graduate? What would I do with myself during school? Who will I hang out with once my seniors are gone? How am I going to pay for everything plus my hobbies (community theatre, etc)? Lately, Ive been feeling as though I dont belong with the group of friends/environment anymore. I have been with this group of people since my freshman year but now it feels different.

I worry so much about friends. Did I lose any? If so, why? What happened to our connection? Why do we look at each other like strangers? Sure people say they helped fix our friendship but it doesn’t look like it helped. Was it me who messed up or you? Who changed? Then there are moments where I worry about slowly losing friends. It kills/bothers me.. I hate the idea of thinking that but I cant help but to.

As I am sitting here leaning against a pole & typing this out, these are the major topics that never seem to go away. Im just not sure about what I could or should do. I have no absolutely idea what my next move, in this game called life, is. Shit…