Keep Holding On.

Right now I am sitting in my room, on my blue swivel chair. I just finished health and vocab, and there are books and papers covering my bed, along with an old floppy horse that a friend gave to me and an extra large sweatshirt that I wear around the house. I am mentally and physically exhausted, although I must say I am better today vs yesterday. I did not go to Biola yesterday for a few reasons, but mostly because my parents can see that I am wearing myself out and I probably could not sit through a day at school without zoning out and/or falling asleep at my desk. I am having a crazy past few weeks. For the most part I am just stressed out because things are changing so much, so fast, that I am not sure what to think half the time. Why does my life have to be so confusing? I am not the kind of person who is always able to adjust quickly, if at all, to change. I have so much inside of me that I don't know how to put into words. Some people can't seem to accept me when I am just trying to be myself, so they toss me aside as being not good enough. I don't know why that is. Why can't I be good enough for people, even people who I thought were my friends? All I want is to be wanted for who I am, not how others want me to be. If they don't want me around, then I am sorry but it's not my loss.