I AM NOT STRESSING OVER THAT ANYMORE. SHAN'T.

OK, SO YOU HAVE TO KNOW THIS.


GOING TO THE FRUIT VENDORS' USED TO STRESS ME TF OUT.


IT DID. 


I know it sounds stupid but I had this constant paranoia that they're always overpricing the stuff. 
BECAUSE A LOT OF TIMES THEY DID.


And LISTEN.


I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY DON'T LIKE BARGAINING. 


Like EVERY SINGLE TIME I BARGAINED, I questioned what I was doing with my life.


Do I belong here? 


No. 


I'm not rich. But I can't help thinking TIME AND AGAIN that I don't deserve this stress. 


I DON'T. NOT A LIFE LIKE THIS. AND DEFINITELY NOT STRESSING OVER MUNDANE SHIT LIKE THIS. 



I came back from the fruit vendors' a while ago. Stressing significantly lesser.


I have dreams. I have goals.


I shall remember where I belong. 


It's going to be okay.



~ Insane Little Brunette, telling you you'll be okay.