Just a few quick notes about the previous post:
I'm not looking for sympathy. I've made my bed, and now I'm sleeping in it. I blame no one for my current state but myself.
It's not a cry for help. I'm a semi-educated, mostly reasonable adult and I can solve my own problems. It might take awhile, and I may stumble along the path, but I can do it myself.
The post was, as I have stated, simply an exercise in stepping outside of my comfort zone. Said zone was constructed by me as a short-term remedy, used to help me deal with a bad situation. I have come to realize that this short-term fix was merely that, and in the long-term I need to expand and rediscover myself so that I may be a healthier and happier person.
I don't need mood-leveling drugs, therapy, or deep, deep concern. Perhaps an occasional hug, or a kind word and my world will be a better place. Oooh, and Ho Ho's. Yeah, Ho Ho's will make every thing swell.
Peace out.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment