I am slowly but surely realizing my insecurities, along with understanding what I have to do to fix them.
But for some reason, I am far too stubborn to do anything about them. So I will continue to fixate myself on the emptiness rather than focus myself on my blessings.
I am becoming lonelier the more I let my head listen to itself. The more I yell at it to stop, the worse it becomes. I am passed being that reckless endangerment to myself, I wish to move on and become wholesome once again.
Materials and the superficial are just how they sound. Nothing fills up a void. Nothing except the Higher. I only pray that They become my friends once again.