Doubt.

I always try and rationalize everything.
It never, ever works. Not really.
Maybe I "figure it out" enough to let the topic slip from my mind, but I'll never fully understand some aspects of life.
And although I may obsess over finding a reason, I'm glad I can't.
It's like having one life goal, and completing it. Then what's next?
I avoid this by having goals a-plenty, and questions galore.

The one thing I try to rationalize more than anything else is myself. My opinions, my feelings, my flaws. I try to find the reasons and instead i just come to realize that I am who I am, and I'm alright this way.

People just don't make sense to me. I don't make sense to myself. I know that humans are complicated, but I still feel that there is some kind of key to understanding us. Maybe I'm crazy.

What I am good at is identifying my feelings, my opinions, and my flaws. And I stick to them.

I'm not your typical girl. I want to be independent, but I want someone to love and love me back. I need to make it on my own, but I do want someone there with me. I'm a vegan because I KNOW that its right. I choose not to believe everything the media and government tells me, because its all bullshit. I know I never want a normal white-collar job. I know I'm afraid of ridiculous things, but I can't help it. I know I'm loud and obnoxious, but its my honest personality. I want to be a photographer, follow my heart, and travel the world. I want so much more than being content.

I always doubt myself. In my ability to trust, love, and not get hurt. And yet I never doubt my ability to go the distance in life, to achieve my goals. Maybe my doubts are fears.