.::. Wight Water .::.

Crazy so many truths and we can believe them all. I’m not sure about whether i like being so subjected to the weather. It makes me feel a little out of control. Then there is the overseer the voice that is still and devoid from all these rapids of good and bad. I am in the still waters at the moment. Peace

Sometimes befor you smile you gota cry

I have lost all ambition for life. Everything is so dull and boring. Nothing moves me. I am climbing the roughest walls. I have no substantial reason for me to be like this. Sometimes before we smile we gota cry.

Two stones cast on the same tree

It’s been two weeks and I have been ridden with strong feelings of anxiety.

In theory and without actuality this is my problem:
I have this way of seeing people and there interactions. I am extremely mistrusting of general integrity or some cases distaste toward “immoral” behavior. The strang thing is that I know these “immoral” behaviors are completely natural and normal. The dislike toward it seems to be innately ingrained in my world view. So my goal is accept what I already come to accept intellectually. My emotions still wreak havoc. Yes there are some other factors tied in there but 50% of my stress comes from the bizarre emotional immaturity toward people and there shared needs.

I really don’t know where it came from but it feels like it’s always been there. It seems to have exploded to the surface in the past two weeks. The anxiety grips my body like coarse sandpaper run forcefully over soft skin. The anxiety feels like it is the resistance to this change.

.::. Deviation From The Mean .::.