2002-05-07 - 10:25 p.m.

I'm afraid of myself.

I'm scared of the person that I am.

I am this way because I can't understand how a normal human being can experience so many feelings for another human being and then have those feelings completely disappear.

I am too good with making people believe I don't care about them anymore. I say I'm too good, not because I'm cocky, but because I'm so good that I even convince myself.

It's a defense mechanism. It's something I can't control.

I don't want to be this way. I wish I wasn't. But I am. I tried to change. But they gave up just like I hoped they would.

I thought I had changed.

antes - despues