The spill addict.

It's addictive spilling things when you're faced with people who understand, who know you and who don't judge. It's okay to need people every once in a while, it's okay to need help but if you aren't careful you might become a spilling addict or an advice junkie. But even though I sometimes feel better, something deep inside is not quite right. I was made to...as they say, wander the path alone perhaps. I have been sharing stuff for a while with people I don't doubt like the rest of everyone else, sharing things that eat me up inside but it's too simple. Too simple to believe I can just be set free as if nothing had ever happened. I'm not sure I deserve it. It's awful thinking you don't deserve pain and yet knowing it's the only thing that fits. Maybe I'm wrong. Who knows. The one month I was told I should wait and analyse is drawing to a close. Yes someone I trust recently told me the human mind flushes everything out in forty days or less. But that's where they have it wrong, they mean the 'human' mind? yup....thanks a lot.