It has become a natural human instinct to conceal, to conform, to blend in no matter how 'different' you claim you are, there are certain traits, behavior, responses to things, eating and sleeping habits, that are the same as another. You

I overthink too much, and for how much I try to 'be myself', I can't, because we need to follow, we're creatures that observe and adapt to survive. Sometimes we lose ourselves in the process of being so comfortable and fitting to the society. I am too complex for my own good and right now I just want to figure me out.

I can't please everyone although I try my best, because among selfless sacrifices and compromises, I have my selfish moments.

My mind is full of thoughts and I can't get them out. So many unsorted thoughts I have chugged asidem waited for it to just subside from my mind, and then at this point, every unsolved mystery in my heart floods out and I am unprepared.

We put up a brave front most of the time, but wallow in self-pity in quieter places, are we all the same? Or is this all in my head?

I cannot deal with loss.

I see the grey hairs on my dad, the wrinkles on my mom. I want to make up for all the lost years, how do I start?

As of now, I don't live for myself, not yet, so maybe I should continue chugging my own problems aside and deal with pleasing everyone as I have been.