One thing I don't always grasp is that life is overwhelming. I try to pretend like I'm the only person in the world who gets overwhelmed. That I'm the only one who can't handle new work shifts, moving out, college in the fall, long distance love, and a lot of free time all at once. I usually can handle this much change for about a day or two, depending how strong I'm feeling that particular week. Then I proceed to stress out and make things harder for myself.
For whatever reason I tend to believe I'm the only one. To think it is silly of me to be overwhelmed by the trials of life. I don't know why I don't understand that everyone gets overwhelmed. There are always going to be things in life that are hard to handle at first. Everything takes some getting used to.
I just wish I would stop being so hard on myself and understand that.
Love and Turtledoves,
P.S. Thank you, William, for always being right about things working out for the better.