“I don't know myself. I don't know what I want or how I feel or how I should feeland I don't think I ever really have.”

“I don't know what I feel or what I want to feel. I don't know what to think or what I am.”

“I think I want to be in love with you but I don't know how.”

“I don't know how I know that, but I do. I can feel the beat of that truth inside me. Taste it bitter on my tongue.Sometimes, like now, I didn't think I want to know who I really am.”

“I don't really get scared. Want to know what else i don't feel?"PITY”

“My therapist told me I need to learn to love myself. It sounds easy enough, but really, how do you just wake up one day and learn that? It feels like something you should just do involuntarily, like swallowing or blinking, but now I have to work on it. It feels so forced. I mean, I know I went to a good school, and people tell me I'm smart and creative, but I don't KNOW that. I don't know how to make myself feel that.”