Ok dood.
What's.
Happening. here. I feel the impulse again. The next day. To write here. Strong impulse. Weird. What is this about? I have things I want to share/save/process/remember/work-out/express/release myself from. Self-therapy. Freedom. Self-soothing. Comfort. Release.
I had a perfect day. Which is is saying alot because yesterday I was suicidal. Well, ok not actually suicidal - that's an exaggeration for dramatic writing effect. More like questioning the purpose of life & why continue in it. But this is my normal, and I'm nearly completely certain I will not ever be doing it. So, don't panic. Just chronic, low grade frustration, lonliness, and despair. You know, life stuff. Human condition stuff.
Anway, today was wonderful. I'm in great spirits. Engaged, hopeful, energized and alive! How is that possible? How can that be?
Fuckin' bipoloar beautiful mess. Today, things are flowing & connecting & there is syncronicity & excitement and meaning. Meaning making of even (& especially) the ugliness. The frustration, the rage, the loneliess, the despair. What a trip - this human condition. This fucking human condition. What a TRIP.
What's.
Happening. here. I feel the impulse again. The next day. To write here. Strong impulse. Weird. What is this about? I have things I want to share/save/process/remember/work-out/express/release myself from. Self-therapy. Freedom. Self-soothing. Comfort. Release.
I had a perfect day. Which is is saying alot because yesterday I was suicidal. Well, ok not actually suicidal - that's an exaggeration for dramatic writing effect. More like questioning the purpose of life & why continue in it. But this is my normal, and I'm nearly completely certain I will not ever be doing it. So, don't panic. Just chronic, low grade frustration, lonliness, and despair. You know, life stuff. Human condition stuff.
Anway, today was wonderful. I'm in great spirits. Engaged, hopeful, energized and alive! How is that possible? How can that be?
Fuckin' bipoloar beautiful mess. Today, things are flowing & connecting & there is syncronicity & excitement and meaning. Meaning making of even (& especially) the ugliness. The frustration, the rage, the loneliess, the despair. What a trip - this human condition. This fucking human condition. What a TRIP.
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