I sometimes wish that I could escape all this, you know. Just run away someplace where no one knows me and can’t find me. I imagine that it’d be freeing. Obviously, it’s not practical nor possible in this day and age. It’s just a daydream that I have sometimes.
I feel like the odd one, like I don’t fit in. Makes it really awkward for family reunions or at a gathering with friends. Somehow, no one really knows me (except maybe for a few people, you know who you are). But I guess that’s fine. I don’t need everyone to know me but I would just like to be a part of something, I guess. I hide behind this mask of “I’m fine on my own. I’m a happy-go-lucky person.” Well, I wish.
Nobody really believes me when I say that I’m shy. Well, that’s cause they actually believe the front that I put up and no one really bothers to try to look beneath that. I wonder what they would think if I just drop all pretenses. I don’t think it’s wise to do that though. Being the people they are and with their background, I don’t think they’ll understand. So, why bother? With some of my choices, I wish life had a restart button or a go back to previous save option where I can just try again. But alas, it is not meant to be.