Filed under: personal
Without nothing big to share, here I am again. 
I had one great night yesterday, in my very humble opinion ‘Madonna goes Boys’ was a success. Really loved the night!
A few days ago I’ve come to a conclusion I have shared with just one person. I realised why I dislike some people so intensly. They personify everything and everyone who mocked me and made me feel worthless when I was a kid.
Sometimes, when I’m with those people, I feel like I’ve gone back some years and I’m back in school and they’re making fun of me again.
Yes, I do know they can’t harm me anymore.
Yes, I do know I’m not an innocent little kid who’s a pretty cool victim because i didn’t fight back.
Yes, I do know I’m not as empty-headed as they are.
But when I’m thrown back all those years, I’m once again a kid who just wants to be cool like all the others.
And I feel insecure and small and weak.
I hate the feeling, and I fight it. But given the chance, i walk away from them, and deny them the chance to make me feel like that kid.
Am I a coward?
