Damaged

I know I'm kind of strange to you sometimes. I don't even know who I am most of the time. I'm so much to manage, but I hope you understand it's nothing personal. I don't always say what's on my mind and sometimes I'm completely petrified by life. Living is a big cycle, consisting of three major themes: success, misfortune, and simplicity. I've noticed that these three themes have deemed themselves consistent in my life. I'm hit with each of these basic foundations, but not always in the same order.
Facing reality means that I must deal with the ups and downs that outline my everyday. It's only been recently that I've come to this conclusion. I'm beginning to fully understand how to develop my life into what I want it to be. I'm steadily learning to make my ideas and feelings concrete. It will definitely take some time though. I know not to let what has happened in the past hinder my present and future, but I can't help but feel difficult to handle... part of me feels damaged and unable to be repaired.