We all carry our own insecurities. The things that make us doubt ourselves and others. They are often born of past experiences and relationships. They color our interactions with others. When we bring our insecurities to the table we end up reading everything through them. Realizing this doesn’t make it any easier.

I carry a lot of emotional baggage and insecurity from rejections when I was younger. I’ve had a lot of people walk out of my life. Which makes it hard, when building new friendships and relationships to not bring that to the table. I worry that there is no reason anyone would really want to be friends with me.

I’m trying really hard to not let my past and these insecurities color my future. But it’s hard.

~The Countess~


About texancountess

I find myself in the calming roar of the sea, floating gently on the foam of the breaking waves. Blue. Green. Gray. The colors of the sea mark the boundaries of my soul. The tumbled glass finds its polish under the relentless pounding of the waves upon the shore. Thus am I. Rough transitioning to polish, refinement ever a process, finding my niche in the storms of life.
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