

... To start over. And maybe this is Buddha like to find destruction in every moment, and to believe in the concept of being renewed with each breath. I�donapos;t want to be who I�was.
Which leaves me frightened, honestly.
I�donapos;t know how to be normal. I�mean, itapos;s safe to say nobody does and everyone feels weird and isolated and like something is profoundly fucked up about them... At least once in a while.
Sometimes I�feel like naming the trials of a personapos;s life takes away their significance. We compare them to our own and place them on a chart somewhere in our mind, always bookended by worse and better things. And these events, things that develop and drive you just as significantly as dna, become just a dot on a chart between one thing and another. If I explained in clear, clinical detail how things have been and how Iapos;ve handled it,�it would be just that - clinical and�without the feelings that a person cannot truly cause another to feel and appreciate.�I�canapos;t imagine much would come from it except me getting all upset again. Maybe Iapos;m not ready to stop thinking about them. Maybe I�will always feel a tinge of pain and have triggers that churn up unpleasant things. But I�will have an idendity beyond them.
And that is my dilemma. That is what scares me, and I�am more frightened now�than times I�was sleeping in my car or running away from people that hurt me. Who will I be when I stop running from the past?�Who am I when I�am not burdened by pain and self-doubt? What if Iapos;m nobody?
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