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dahlia_moonYou know how when you pig out on something you really love (like a certain kind of food you want to live on forever) and then you suddenly become sick of it?
Maybe you can do something so many times- like pigging out on food- that you suddenly become sick of it all.
Well, in my case I don't actually pig out on my certain favorite foods, but I have a certain pattern of doing things that make me sick after awhile (maybe not totally physically sick of it, but enough to make me nauseated at the thought of it). I just have these certain "patterns" because I'm afraid I'm not going to have a chance of doing them later in the future... when I grow up because by then it'll be too late.
I'm not talking about any "patterns" that either fall into the criminal category or the hurting-someone-else category because I could never dream of doing that. However, I can't say that for myself. I'm smart and yet I act like I don't know what's good for me at this stage in my life.
I can never seem to be happy with myself.
Maybe you can do something so many times- like pigging out on food- that you suddenly become sick of it all.
Well, in my case I don't actually pig out on my certain favorite foods, but I have a certain pattern of doing things that make me sick after awhile (maybe not totally physically sick of it, but enough to make me nauseated at the thought of it). I just have these certain "patterns" because I'm afraid I'm not going to have a chance of doing them later in the future... when I grow up because by then it'll be too late.
I'm not talking about any "patterns" that either fall into the criminal category or the hurting-someone-else category because I could never dream of doing that. However, I can't say that for myself. I'm smart and yet I act like I don't know what's good for me at this stage in my life.
I can never seem to be happy with myself.
