And Feel The Sun Wrap It's Arms Around Me

I am starting to think that my history in growing up has contributed to how I act in some social situations. For instance...I don't know how to deal with people when they get angry. I really don't. I just kind of...sit there. Everything I attempt to say just comes out wrong or is something completely obvious like, "this sucks." I don't know how to comfort sad people...when a friends boyfriend cheats on her, I again, just kind of....sit there. I don't know why. I just feel like I am absouletly not capable of dealing with stuff like that. I mean I guess it's more of human intuition to know what to do in those situations. Maybe mine is a little off. I can't think of comforting words, I just settle for...being there. Is that really enough sometimes? I mean I can handle these situations in myself, but when it comes to other people I am just completely lost. Maybe the fact that I have moved around so much and never really made any close friends for long periods of time that has made me less equipped to deal. Maybe that's why I haven't done well with relationships. I don't know.

My Shadow's The Only One That Walks Beside Me

My opinion does not matter. I am either too young, too stupid, or too emotional. Growing up my opinion was never asked for. When it was given, it was automatically rebuked without a second thought. You cannot imagine how invisible this makes one feel. It took me years to realize that my opinion DOES matter. To grow out of the silent, invisible person I once was. But even now, I am still not completely better. Some things I don't have an opinion on. People do not understand how I cannot care one way or the other. But I really do not know any better. Whenever I offer my opnion at home; even now that I am older; it does not matter.