I’m nervous about what comes next.
I am unsure about investing in, or attempting to be myself.
I am unsure about putting my faith in myself. People do it. People put faith in themselves; people even put faith in me. Maybe I can find some faith and find some change and self-respect.
I keep thinking about some of the ideas that are brought up in groups. I keep thinking about the ideas about respect and trust. The basic idea of having self-respect and then giving respect without making someone earn it is a hard row for me. I go back to my easy judge, easy categorize way of thinking and feeling.
Sometimes I feel like an automaton in my own life. I want instead to be a carefree creative spirit. Maybe instead I can be a ballerina dalek, robotic and carefree, twirl ballerina dalek, twirl.