Thinking about things too much. Been giving myself nasty headaches lately, feeling physically sick as a result. Worrying too much. Never knowing if what I'm doing is the right, or the wrong. I hate not knowing till it's too late. When things turn out good, that's great! I'm relieved. But when their wrong, I feel so much guilt and hate myself for it. I recognize this way of reacting is irrational, but I can't help but feel this way at times.
I'm constantly shifting from an amazing mood, to being down as far as I can go. I seem to rely on other people to judge how I'm doing in my own life. For instant, I rely on making people happy to feel good about myself, and when I fail to do that or I annoy someone, I feel horrible inside and hate myself for it.
Fucking hell, life...it's, I don't even know, it's a sick joke as stated above. I feel like it's one big paradox, one big joke and we're the punchline. I feel like we're gonna die and life is gonna be there, manifested in some form or another, laughing at us then saying "Time to do it all over again!" then we are reborn.