Meet my bitch. :)
I'm probably one of the most impulsively driven and psychologically fucked up people you will ever meet. If I knew the reasons behind my thoughts and actions, I'd tell you. But I don't. I have an obsessive personality to the extreme. I honestly don't know if it can get much worse. Don't ever become too close to me. I won't be able to let go. My fear of rejection and abandonement scares me to the point where I question my very existence. I don't thrive on much, but the things I do are never healthy. I'm my only convincer, and I cause myself way more emotional turmoil than necessary. I guess the good news is that I'm working towards getting better, but then again, I've been doing that my whole life.
I will live for myself one day; I will overcome my obsessions and impulsive tendencies; I will accept myself for who I am, no more, no less; I will enjoy whatever it is that I choose to pursue a career in; I will open heartedly believe that life is a gift, and that I was put here for a reason; I will not take what I have for granted; I will not only get better, I will stay better; and most importantly, I will be happy.
I can't watch Titanic without falling into some form of depression.