A persistent, repetitive, and unwanted thought. Cannot be eliminated by logic or reasoning. Like weight. Or wanting to be someone i'm not. Or wanting everyone to just be happy and not much caring for myself. I can feel myself slipping away, every ounce of self content and every bit of confidence I have ever pretended to have. And I can't even tell anyone, there is noone close enough with me to be able to tell. Everyone has their own issues, their own disorders to deal with, the result of their neverending hypochondria and need to feel loved. I have managed to keep to myself so far with whatever is in my head and I don't like it. I don't like that friends are taking advantage of my current 'lack of issue' to impose their own.It's not a lack of issue it's just a sign of me growing up, being able to not involve every single person I know in every fucking impending problem. What the fuck.