I've kept things to myself. Not shared. Every time I try to explain why I am feeling the way I do my friends or sister say I'm being too quick to judge.
But there's a gut feeling. The same kind that I can't explain to him about why I think the way I do about certain issues.
I don't know if I need to be more tolerant or if my trepidation is founded. And recently I haven't been in the mood to figure it out. I'm exhausted by the mere thought of figuring it out.
I need someone to talk with about it all. But everyone is too busy. My little issues are completely inconsequential in comparison to others' right now.
I'll figure it out eventually. Maybe. Hopefully.