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Submitted by MyIdiom (View user info) at 2005-05-24 21:40:26 EDT
To me, life is made up of lots of different stages. So I wonder what it's all about... what is a stage really? Does it have a defined beginning and end, how do you measure it?
In each of my life stages I can remember random details... a certain person, perhaps a place or event, often a particular song. But I've never thought of my stages in terms of the whole picture, in terms of a beginning and end- does that mean I don't recall these parameters, or is it that the stages don't have a real beginning and end?
Is the finality of certain events, places, people, or a traumatic experience the end to a stage? Have I blocked out these aspects to deal with the every day so that I don't loose my mind?
Are insane people those who don't have the ability to block things out, so they go crazy from all the pain, vivid memories, and longings for things gone by?
Our brains have that switch that allows us to forget or block things out, and thus we go on. Is this "switch" really a brain malfunction? Could insane people really be the sane ones because they embrace reality- past and present- and could the rest of us really be the wackos? Majority always rules in society, right?
Anxiety sucks. What triggers it- why does it come and go and not just go? Anxiety is a stage that weaves in and out of other stages. If anxiety weaves there must be other things that weave through stages, what are they?
I forget how much anxiety sucks when it's gone. Then I remember fast as hell when it sneaks back... I have to readjust to the shitty feeling and accept it, but I always start out fighting it. Once I acknowledge the little bastard is with me, I can ride it through like a champ, then reclaim my shit. Victory. Now I shall forget again.
This weaving can happen daily really... lately I've been daydreaming and unable to concentrate. It's weird to actually recognize this is going on, am I in sense with my daily being? I thought I shut off when I go to work. I mean who can you really trust, they're not family... you disclose only enough to get by-
Then on weekends I'm free from the chains and can live. When I was unemployed I didn't live because I got used to the freedom- began to take it for granted.
I need to stop wanting more, are my goals too unrealistic? It might be okay to be one of the middle class- just a working ant. But the goals keep me on my toes, keep my life alive.
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Submitted by knucklesnelson (user info) at 2005-05-24 22:25:10 EDT (#)
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take some paxil
Submitted by Jeanneee (user info) at 2005-05-24 22:05:17 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Life sure can suck ass sometimes