Sometimes I get too caught up in myself, and every little thing seems to affect me. But I don't understand why I forget how frustrated I get when I mean the best of people but end up doing the wrong things. I don't understand why I forget that whatever a person does is for a reason. I don't understand why it is that whenever I tell that to myself in a 'situation', I tend to hold on to what is upsetting me instead of listening to myself. I don't understand why in those moments I'm down I don't want to lift myself. Instead I just think of all the things upsetting me, when infact I could just let them go, think with a level head, analyze the other person's situation and move ahead instead of clinging on to the bad. I don't understand why I have the tendency to do that. Why, when I'm down I look for more reasons to down myself even more. Why I don't think every person has a reason for what they do and it's not just about me. It's so selfish of me. Moments ago, I was doing exactly that. So whenever I catch myself doing that, I'm going to write, and convince myself it's not just about me. It's about the people around me. It's about realizing that if they upset me, they don't know what I'm feeling. If they knew, they would never mean to do anything.

Thankyou, writing. You always save me from myself.