Almost daily I think how my life could be if I ever made the bold move to pack my things and leaving this town behind and moving elsewhere and start fresh. Just packing my things such as clothes and other nesecities and just go, and leave everything behind without telling anyone. Not because I am running away from everything or trying to hide from anything or anyone at all. But because maybe I want to feel something exciting and experience something new. Somewhere where no one knows me at all, start fresh.
Maybe it sounds crazy to someone, but not me. I don’t feel as calm or happy as I want to here in this town where I live. It all feels so wrong, okay in some way, yet wrong. As if I do not belong in any way possible. I feel judged, most of the time, and everything I do it seems wrong to everyone else. It feels like I do not belong. Nothing really seems to feel right to me.
I do my best to romanticize my life the best I can, and self-care when I have the change to. I do the the best I can to bring in more positive in my life and remind my self that my life is just as beautiful as I am. But perhaps I live in a world full of negatives. I try to distance myself from the negative and add more positive. Perhaps it may be why I just want to go to a place where I may feel different and not so much all the negative. A beautiful and calm place where I truly can be my self, and not feel judged in any way. I may do that sooner than later, somewhere I know I will feel the way I want…
