She Meets Life

I've been labeled as an American. I hear it from my roommate's..my friends...and now...my family. I don't mind being called an american but what bothers me the most is the negative connotation it has when they call me american. what's up with that? What's wrong with being American? The thing is...I don't purposely do things that make me "American". It's my surroundings. The only way i can survive is by "fitting in"...and when I do "fit in", I guess i become  "American"!! to be continued..

I'm not as simple as i thought i was. I say one thing and do another. I pretend everything is okay when it's not. I touch but i can't feel. I listen but can't hear. Someone i'm close to recently said i'm complicated. when I try to be simple, everyone makes it complicating. "I'm still reeling from a loss. Still a little bit delirious." "They say that time heals but it still hurts inside." I'm moving this month to my sister's place. "saving money" is the purpose of this action. *sigh*