Insecurities

Yup... I'm back to the "am I intimidating?" issue again. My friends have assured me that I'm not; however, they are my friends and are somewhat biased. LOL... of course, it was one of my closest friends who managed to put that thought into my head anyway. You know you've got a true friend when they aren't afraid to angry you by telling you the perfect unadulterated truth. So due to certain recent events, this obsession of mine has been rekindled and I'm all insecure and paranoid about people possibly finding me intimidating.

I know, and have known, for quite some time now, that I can be a very difficult person to understand. I'm complex, though simple at the same time. I'm complex in the way that I'm different than other girls my own age. I'm quiet, moody at times, and overly philosophical. I'm simple because I believe the simple things in life are the best. I wear my heart on my sleeve, guessing what I'm thinking or feeling really isn't that hard once you've gotten to know me half decently. That's the catch though, getting to know me half decently. People don't seem to like putting any effort into that. Therefore, I'm usually misunderstood by most people. And due to the fact that I'd rather be hated for who I really am, as opposed to being loved for who I'm not, I'll probably be misunderstood for the rest of my life.

Honestly, there are only maybe 5 people who I think truly understand me.