the subway that only goes one way.

[subjective]

things i am worried about.

that i am becoming too angry.
that i hold people to higher standards than i should.
that i hold people to higher standards than i hold myself to.
that i am losing perspective as i become more comfortable.
that i will never be comfortable.
that this matters.
that my family will hate me.
that my family will not believe me.
that i will not be accepted to grad school.
that i will be accepted & then discover i don't know enough.
that i will not be able to write/talk about things in a way that makes sense to people outside my general social/political circle.
that one day i will lose touch, & not notice it.

Comments

[adrienmundi]

I didn't realize that there was room in my head for another person. I can totally relate to most, if not actually all, of that. The one thing I will focus on is simply that it does matter. Though I don't have a lot of context from which to draw, I can't imagine that you'd ever lose sight of that, or turn your back on it. You seem more than tough and capable; I'm totally rooting for you.