Sometimes, I feel like no one knows me. Not me in my entirety. It's like, if I took all my friends' different perceptions of me and put them together, that would be me. I just don't know how to be that person all the time. It's like I'm a big puzzle. The kind with really, really, little pieces that takes a long time to figure out...and you get frustrated with it and give up. I feel like there is so much to me that I can only be one part of myself at a time.

I feel like if I died, each person at my funeral would be mourning someone different. And that if one of my friends died, a part of me would die with them. The part that only they knew. I would be incomplete, and I don't think that I could recreate that part of me.

I wish I had someone who knew every piece of my puzzle. Is that why when people find their soul mates they say they feel complete? Maybe a soul mate is just someone who sticks around to finish the puzzle. Someone who just doesn't give up.

Please don't give up on me.