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~ Is the what I hate
- Explanation.

~ I have no privacy, even in my own room.
- No one knocks on my door and people read my messages or writings.

~ The cowardly, shy part of me that keeps things back.
- I let things slide way to much. Things that bother me I keep in even though I shouldn't. I let out my feelings too late. Ex: J'von.

~ People chewing with their mouths open.
- Its disgusting. I can see what you are eating, its on the plate. Its not necessary to show me what it looks like chewed up and how it sounds while its being eaten.

~ That my feelings are mixed up.
- I can't get my feelings straight. I won't blame it on hormones because that's not it. I won't blame it on my sex because that's not it either. Why do I look at things from a different angle and question my beliefs? I can't believe in anything anymore because I often think about it deeply and end up contradicting myself.

~Secrets
- I have no use for them except to protect myself. Why must I keep other people's secrets? Why am I good at it?
Why do people tell me anyway?

~ Constant Hunger
- I always feel hungry. I eat and become full then shortly I am hungry again. I feel like I'll gain my weight back and that I'll think of myself as not worth wanting.

~ I over analyze
- I think about things and how I think they'll play out.
Then like the stereotypical girl I think to deeply about situations and make them harder than what they truely are.

~ That I have to confide in journal that everyone else can read
-it makes it easy to let it out and everyone can know how I feel about things but it defeats the purpose of wanting privacy.

~ I'm almost always interuppted by others
- not just by friends but my own family. I'll try to talk to someone such as an aunt maybe about a story or something that I've heard but I get interuppted by a relative. I can never complete a story or sentence without someone butting in and changing the subject. Then when its my turn to talk once more there isn't a point in telling it anymore.