Funny Girl

Once bitten, too shy of ever doing anything again.

I really want to go to Denver. Specifically, the University of Denver. I want to start my life and I want to go to a REAL school and I want to get out of Arizona. 

And I’m pretty sure that this is what I’m supposed to do.

But then I have moments of paralyzing insecurity and uncertainty that outweigh the certainty, and I’m so worried that I’m going to screw up for a second time. And I feel like if I screw up a second time, that will be the end. I guess technically New York wasn’t a screw up, but I feel like it set me back ten steps. Not only am I behind in school, but the King’s environment really messed up my confidence and self-esteem.

I probably need to talk to somebody, but I won’t, because I don’t like opening up to people.

What’s wrong with me?

EDIT:

But then I look at this photo and I’m like, “Gosh, shut UP, Emily, you’re such a pathetic excuse for a human being,” because if this little boy can do that, then why can’t I just go out and, I don’t know, be a functioning human being? 

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personal what the hell is wrong with me why can't i just be emotionally stable for once