People always exaggerate being "broken". I am obscured in an erratic and faceted way. There are ways in which I don't like myself now, ways in which I feel "constricted". I feel "free" but not alive. A certain amount of physical and emotional pain that I at times wish I had endured earlier, when I come to realize how untrustworthy the human brain is capable of being. A lot of my pain is from feeling that I am misunderstood, but not in the right - I hurt someone that I cared for in a very confusing way, but I feel that I am wrongly regarded as a simple fool and not someone who internalized the majority of their concerns at a very "early age". A lot of my error comes from presumption of others expectations and an absolute certainty of the inevitable outcome due to self awareness and experience. Pride, cliches, arrogance, a lack of ability to properly communicate my insecurities because the opportunity never really presented itself.