Cory Kay Creations

I liked this year. It was a good one from a spiritual perspective. I think I am closer to being myself more than ever and being ok with it too. I have nothing to hide anymore. I know that I might be weird and stuff and antisocial or even bipolar. But I don't care. I have my good parts and I want to focus on those. Even if I will never reach my highest potential because of my extreme shyness ( read stupidity) I will still try to make the best of it and maybe heal the scars on my soul. I don't expect anyone to fully understand what is going on with me, they are the normal ones, I am different. I was born a writer and I will die a writer no matter the social statuses or other idiotic things like that. I express myself in writing better than I do when I talk. Every person has something special. This is my special thing. This is the real me. Maybe my brain is broken, that is why I don't fit in. Maybe I seem whiny and people think that I do not have a care in the world and...

I don't really know what the definition  of normal is nowadays but I am sure that I don't fit it.  I have many issues. Some of them are real, some of them are in my head. I cannot fit in this world no matter what. It's just my way of being. I don't feel ok anywhere. Call it social anxiety, call it shyness, call it stupidity. Call it whatever you want, I am not normal. I am almost 25 years old and I still dream big and still nothing happens because I lack the social skills to get noticed anywhere.  Luck is not on my side. I am poor, average looking and again, I am weird and I don't fit in. It's like everyone can talk to everyone except me.  I would go to see a psychologist but I remember that a girl that was friends with someone from my high school studied to become one and she would put pictures of her bleeding wrists online. So no thanks. I don't want someone with more issues than me trying to fix me. I know that I have to do this myself.  ...