Spilling out my inner feelings

I don't like people to touch my belongings without asking.
I prefer you to ask even though you know that I will surely let you have it.

I don't like uncertainty, things which are beyond my control - it freaks me out.
But, knowing God is in control, I am assured.

I don't like being alone.
But I do enjoy people being around me without talking to me.

I don't like things with a hole in the middle. Especially donuts.
It is a sense of incompleteness.

I don't like make-up, but I do apply it (when I have the mood).
Which makes me hate my naked face when I look at pretty dolled-up girls.

I am learning to be happy.
But I don't know how to walk out from it.