I haven't written in a very long time. I miss writing my thoughts down, it's relaxing. I also like coming back and reading what I have wrote in the past and to see how far I have grown. I believe now that I have to find what I love doing and wouldn't care about doing for the rest of my life. I need to find my passion. People are my passion, getting to know people helping them, making their day a little better. I feel very wishy washy right now on everything and it's because I don't know what my passion is. I mean I love people sometimes but other times I get so mad at their stupidity and the way they think and the way I think and the stupid things I do. It makes me sad. Nobody can be perfect and I have to realize this even though I think we should be. I have a lot of compassion but I hate being walked over, and I don't know how not to be. I am a very petite young woman who people usually think they need to protect or that I will bend over and out of the way for them. Which is not true I may need protection cause I say things I shouldn't and start fights when I shouldn't. I talk about people way too much but I don't care. I like being little. I like being the center of attention but I am okay watching at the sidelines. I like who I am, I don't like some of the actions I take though.