Science class and X-men too.

I feel discouraged and hopeful at the same time, but not about the same things and it feels strange. I am afraid to feel too hopeful about anything, because letdowns are terrible. Maybe I am emotional or maybe I am in touch with my emotions. I dunno. Do I show it in real life? Um. . I don't know. I don't think I make my as legible on my face as I do in this blog. I am certainly not as honest.

I remember telling my class about my mom, and my life. My hands shook and I wanted to hide and cry, but I kept talking. Heck, I cried when I wrote that entry about my mom. Honesty is hard, vulnerability is terrifying. I think I would do best if it were just me and you and the stars.