I think I lose track of myself sometimes. I let little things get to me and it somehow consumes my being. My mind wanders to wondrous places that sometimes I don't know how I got there. I absolutely hate when little things that bother me become my every thought and depict my mood. It's not something I'm particularly proud of and would hope I'd be able to change although it seems to be something every girl goes through where men don't think anything of anything. It's like they only thing about what their doing nothing beyond that. They lack memory and the idea that someone might actually be expecting something from them. I can admit not necessarily proudly that I've never had to chase a guy they've usually found me and pursued me for a short while then its not even clear what happens but its not a happy ending. I've seen too many movies and taken advice from too many people it becomes chaos in my head. You'd think a therapist would know better but in the end we're human too and sometimes we make mistakes.