Two feet forward

I've never liked talking about my feelings. It is hard for me to open up to people, tell them my inner feelings. I guess I don't want people to think that I am a stupid petty girl. So, I bottle things up, keep them inside, and feel trapped with in my own thoughts. Little things that I convince myself should not bother me, are left unspoken of, and drowning my insides. I am trying to turn a new leaf, so I have started talking. I've actually opened up to my mother, which I never thought that I would. I have never been open and honest with her, and speaking to her has been refreshing. My sister has also been a wealth of knowledge for me- so thanks to both of them.

This has been a pretty crazy time for me. One minute I can be happy and ok; and 2 seconds later, I realize that I am still so lost. I hope that I will be able to find my way, land on stable ground, and at some point be alright with myself.