What I want to know is why we crave so hard to give off a perception of perfection. Don't get me wrong, I am guilty of this myself. But why, we are human, we are allowed to be who we want to be, we fought for that didn't we?
I, like many people, don't like to appear anything less than happy, fine, sorted, perfect. And to be honest, I do a pretty good job of it. So lets look at my life facts, so you can know me, and understand how things like this have no prejudice.
I have a successful beauty business that I carved out from scratch at the tender age of 21. Nice. I have a beautiful flat (rented) but nevertheless, furnished and made my home all by myself. I have a bloody great family, who I adore, with all their beautiful eccentricities that make them mine. Fantastic friends who mean the world, who have been there and been a great comfort of late. And most recently a boyfriend who gives me butterflies at every waking minute he's in my company. So why do I feel anxious? Fuck knows!! Answers please!
I do criticise myself, don't we all, terrible characteristic if you ask me. Oops, there I go again! But regardless, I seem to have got myself into a bizarre little pattern of negative, worrying, anxious thinking. Probably brought on from stress, 2012 was a bit of a shite year to say the least! But the real problem is that I have gone from worrying about day to day problems, to worrying about worrying so much. BAM -I just got myself a problem.
"Fuck!", I think.........."I've got a problem." Insert more insane worrying. Anyone relating? I bet theres a few of you.
In regards to the title, I have a big problem with people calling me a 'nutter' or 'mental' or something similar as a joke. I get rather defensive, when really I'm thinking, "How can you tell....? Am I really that obvious?" Tee hee.......
Had thoughts, vented, got so many more to come. Am appreciating the reading more than you'd ever know.
Self therapy, through social media. I like.
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