Insecurities
I think my insecurities are pretty uninterestingly usual. I've got the insecurities about my body and all, but that's so universal it almost doesn't require mentioning.I am strangely insecure about the impression I give to strangers. I am one of those people who feels the imaginary stares of other shoppers when I'm trying what sort of chocolate I want to buy. I always feel terribly rude when I accidentally walk into someone, and then painfully stiff and strange when I beg their pardon. I don't like having to make quick decision in public. Or making quick decisions in general, to be honest.
I'll be honest, I don't have a huge number of insecurities, I think.
See, now I'm feeling insecure about my apparant lack of insecurities. Maybe I'm just really bad at introspection?
I suppose, as I said in my last post. I'm kind of insecure about my capacity to manage school and stress in general at the moment. Getting better though.
Securities
As for securities, I'm not sure I am going to find this any easier to talk about.I am quite secure in the genuine affection of my friends, which seems to be unusual in girls my age. I am very confidant that they do actually like me, and I find this gives me a large amount of security, both in reality and hypothetically. It means I don't need to worry about falling out with other people in my year, because I can rely on my friends. It also means that, were I to start receiving anonymous texts or annoying messages on facebook or whatever, I don't think it would bother me overly. I would be very secure in the belief that none of my friends had done it, and, really, I don't care terribly much what the rest of them do.
I guess I'm pretty sure of my intelligence. I don't feel it lends me a whole lots of security of thought or life though. It's not a particularly helpful security to have.
I feel like I didn't really know how to answer these questions.
I suppose I tried.
Feeling a failure,
- Orla
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