Sometimes I just lay there when I can't fall back asleep. I just look up at my ceiling and wonder about everything that's happened in my life. Sometimes the memories let me smile, others make my heart hurt. But those nights seem like the only time I can think alone.
I see that quite clear now. I’m actually learning to open up to people more. I’m learning to talk about things that are upsetting me without feeling guilty or fearful of how the other person will react. Honestly, i feel relieved. I’m finally mending things with people, some things from the past some from the near present. I’ve definitely learned alot from this, and I’m still learning. One thing which i’ve learned is that every bad situation and feeling turns into something much better, and everything is a learning experience by itself. Although things might seem unclear while their in action, they make perfect sense in the end. Goodnight tumblr.