These thoughts are becoming too haunting for me to take. I’m beginning to fade back to who I was. I’m not as strong as I thought I was.
I can’t take the anxiety from not knowing what’s next or not knowing what’s going to happen to me in the near future. I can’t take the anxiety from trying to be successful and the idea of failing. I can’t take the anxiety from my parents who want so much from someone who can only give so little. I can’t take the anxiety of this life.. And I am so scared because of that.
How sad is it that I’ve had to lie and say I’ve had sex just so people leave me alone about it..? Yes, I’ve been dating the same guy for almost two years and yes we’ve had plenty of opportunities to do so, but why take that chance? Unplanned pregnancy isn’t impossible even if you use a condom. Why waste my virginity on a “quickie”? I dunno, call me traditional. I want my first time to be real and intimate and passionate.