It might not even be fear. It might just be negligence. Or maybe even forgetfulness.

I think it is important for us to tell the significant people in our lives just how much they mean to us. I was talking to a good friend of mine just now. I really think that if we all took the time to explain just how much people mean to us, we could all live a little happier. 

I think we can all take a little fulfillment out of knowing that we matter to the people around us. Sometimes we just need to feel like we would be missed if we went missing.

I have been unaware of my significance before. I had no idea how much I meant to someone. The day they told me, I have to admit… I felt very honored. 

I just… I don’t know. I think we could all live a little happier knowing that we meant something to someone. That’s all. Just knowing that we aren’t as alone, under-appreciated and insignificant as we think we are sometimes can give us a second wind when we need it most.

lol yeahhhh…

Whenever I read through my past journal entry-type posts, I feel as if I sound like a mental patient. lol Like I’m some sorry excuse for a human being who has self-esteem-building exercises that they need to practice like telling themselves they’re beautiful when looking at themselves in the mirror every morning. Stupid…

Dumb self-help crap…

My mom loves that stuff and I think it has turned me off to it. 

Anyway…

I stopped using this my tumblr as a journal a long time ago, but I think I want to start again. I miss writing and as much as I hate feeling like a “crazy,” sometimes I just need to vent a little… or reflect on my own thoughts.

Like I previously stated, I just read a few of my older posts and it brought back a lot of memories. I need… … … … … … I think I need to become engrossed in my own life. Right now I feel like taking the people I love aside and telling them how much they mean to (and they do really mean a lot!), and then immediately afterward, just… disappearing. From everyone. EVERYONE.

But I guess that’s just my impulsive/emotional side coming out. I don’t know… I want to be able to express how I feel about everyone who is close to me. Everyone who means anything at all to me. I’m in a mood where I want to call each of them up and just lay it all out on the table for them. I like being able to speak my mind and people to take it “as is” and not read too much into it. I guess I just don’t do it because I know there are some people in my life who would think that I want something more from them, or possibly be disappointed by what I have to say. Maybe they might even get a little awkward and stop talking to me as much or my words will give them an unnecessary ego boost. Perhaps some of the things I want to tell them are a little fucked up on my part… and it would just be nice to say them… just to say them.

Who knows if/when I’ll ever be in a mood like this again. If any of my friends happen to read this right now… and you’re curious to know what I might have to say to you at this moment… you can call/text me. Hopefully I’ll still be awake/in that mood when you do.

Love you guys <3

I wish……… I really do WISH…

People need to stop worrying about how their words will affect others because they are afraid of the truth. Both parties.

The Speaker is afraid of the Listener’s reaction to the truth and the Listener is afraid to hear the truth. 

We should all stop living in sugar-coated lies and face the music.

Speak. Your. Mind.

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