>I’m faced with an interesting dilemma::

I feel I know a little too much, like overhearing someone in the hall. I have a hint of something, and based on previous experience can say it will most likely come to pass. I’m not exactly sure what I want to say, how I’d say it, how I’d even approach it. I would want someone to say something to me… as long as it was the right person. I don’t seem to think I’m thought of as “the right person” in this particular case, though I’d like to be.

I think this person is one of the most interesting, intelligent, and talented individuals I’ve known — but mitigating circumstances make this person unapproachable. I want to say I understand, that I can identify with their feelings.

It seems like something everyone has to go through as they grow.

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I’m feeling like I need to take better care of myself. It’s such a task to make sure I get something to eat, and have something in the house as backup if I don’t. There’s always something more interesting to do then look out for myself. If I don’t maintain my own self, I have no one to blame but me. It’s difficult, and my only blessing is that I’m fairly comfortable. If I had to worry about not having enough money to go grab some food somewhere, vs thinking ahead and having my house stocked with food… I’d be in trouble. I’ve always got so much going… it’s hard to stay on top of things enough to make sure I have enough time for me… but I keep going and do what makes me happy. I can’t make everything perfect, I had to let that go… I’d go crazy otherwise. I’ve just learned to sit back and relax… which helps with my mental health, but relaxing too much means nothing gets done. I’m comforted in knowing I’m not alone on this one.

I hope the housing change, the people change, and taking classes @ STCC again will help me on my way to being more of the person I’d like to be, to accomplish my goals… to make me happy.

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I can’t say anything, and won’t… can only hope they might somehow stumble upon my own comments and empathize.

Perhaps I’ll be the one being approached. Of course that’s an ideal world and the chances are slim, but sometimes fate needs a little *nudge*.

Maybe some day I can elaborate, when things blow over… some time goes by…

.:click:. …that’s it. I know what I can say without causing a ruckus, to be there without being in the forefront.