I have this horribly destructive habit of overthinking. I can keep telling myself that things will be alright, but that very thing that bothers me, hangs with me throughout the rest of the day, the week, the month, forever until I find some sort of closure. It’s at a point where it’s not even that person’s fault or that issue that I can’t help, it’s me. I’m so focused on overthinking and over analyzing the situation that it tends to screw me over. I always end up hating myself more than anything. It’s easier to say that you don’t give a single flying fuck when in reality you know deep down that there’s little piece of you that shows you care. Care a whole lot for that matter. I don’t know. I just need to let things go. Only you decide what makes you happy the moment you wake up and before you go to sleep. That’s all there is to it. Just live your life without plenty of expectations.