Confession #1

So much goes on in my head, it even shocks me sometimes.
I don't really know what to think half the time.
Sometimes I think too much.
Sometimes there is so much that goes on in my head I can't even handle it.
I just kinda sit and think, and it drives me insane.
Alot of it is stuff I wouldn't tell a soul, so it ends up being bottled up inside.
I guess i'm afraid of being called crazy.
I told my mother I need a therapist.
I guess I tell myself that, maybe, I could be honest with atleast a professional.
The way I look at it is, they don't know me - so I can't worry too much about being judged.
They can't tell anyone anything, so it's not like the information will get out.
I Just feel like I NEED to tell someone, just someone who can't do anything about it.
Maybe i'm stupid.

***lost without hope***