Let's Play Catch Up

Well it certainly has been awhile. I'd like to say not much has happened, but you know that would be a lie. My life always has new...twists as turns if you'd like to say. I've been comparing myself to a yo-yo lately. Being being pulled in one direction, and dropped, then being yanked right back. It hurts a little. Some people find direction with religion. But I have no direction. I'm like a compass that's been put near a magnet and my little needle just keeps spinning in circles. I'm not the best at science, so I'm unsure of how good that simile was.

I'm only seventeen. Tons of people find this hard to believe. I look, act, and think older. I wouldn't say I'm mature, I guess I just radiate some sort of ancient comforting vibe that everyone seems to feel is a wise power I posses. Everyone expects so much because of this. They feel like I can handle anything thrown at me. Yes, I am a hurdler for the track team, but not in reality. I can't just get over everything with ease and speed. In fact if you had reality be the hurdle to my races I would never finish. I can't get over things easily. I have to take time. I need to recover and try to understand. In order to handle me you must be patient. I look strong on the outside, but really I need to labeled "handle with care", I can be easily broken. And sometimes unrepairable.