When the sky is not too much

Once upon a time, everyone surrounding me wanted me to believe I couldn't achieve my dreams... they were just, too silly, too unattainable, unrealistic, naïve... And no, I haven't gotten to any of those dreams yet, but at least now, there's quite less voices saying I can't, and the change began with me saying I CAN, because I'm strong and I'm a caring, compassionate and intense person, and I've decided to believe in me, whatever that ends up looking like.

Starting to take a bit more action, still feel idle. It's an odd feeling, knowing you're worth a million bucks but feeling you won't do anything right, or you won't be enough.

Life is so fucking confusing, it's so weird, there's so many expectations, so much judgement, when we all are way more similar than we think.

Humanity has been broken for way too long, and it doesn't seem like it's gonna get fixed anytime soon. Life is scary, and confusing, and... chaotic. Everything around me is crumbling. I don't really know what to do to survive.

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