i hate feeling vulnerable. i hate feeling insecure. i hate feeling like i give more of myself than others do of themselves. sometimes i wish i cared less because then what i feel wouldn’t hurt as much. sometimes i wish i didn’t have to feel every emotion that comes over me…but i do. and that’s what makes me me. they say that you’ll need thick skin for law school, but i don’t think i have that. i’m sensitive, caring and emotional. what most people don’t feel, I FEEL. it hurts not to have your loved ones around you. it hurts to feel like the thing you want to work out the most isn’t working out as you thought…

i know that we all have our bad days, but days like this affect me from the inside-out. i wish life was easier but then again..it wouldn’t be life. i know we all need to struggle to realize that what we have is worth fighting for, but when does the struggling end? when does the light at the end of the tunnel finally turn on?