Ever stop to ponder the meaning of life? Your purpose. The meaning behind the purpose? I do...all the time. At least once a day. In fact, it drives me kinda crazy sometimes. My whole life, I've struggled with figuring things out. I make up my mind, just to have it changed. I'm pretty grounded, yet easily swayed. Open minded, yet black and white. Such a walking contradiction I am...I would never claim to be anything else. Something that I've pondered a lot lately--the past few years actually--is why I have such a hard time keeping lasting relationships. Aside from my marriage...and a few close childhood friends, I seem to chase most people away. They like me at first. Find me to be nice and funny... easy to relate to... all that shallow on-the-surface stuff... But when I show my human side--when I struggle, or need a shoulder--when I get angry, or sad, or feel hopeless...when I voice my opinion, when I stand up for something, or someone...
A contradictory slew of rambling...