A Contradiction

I realized this morning that everything I do is a contradiction.

I love food, but I don't eat.
I want to fall in love, but I'm scared to let it get physical.
I don't like animals, but I almost cried when my goldfish died.
I know it's bad for me, but I always slip a spoonful of brown sugar when I cook.
I'm terrified of heights, though I love ferris wheels.

I guess maybe contradictions are a good thing. It can keep people guessing, keep them interested. But then again, alot more people give up before they actually figure me out.

I'm going to get told this post was incredibly vague, I'm sure. But explanations are something I'm scared to write anymore...