Apr 01, 2017 08:47
early bird at the library this morning-- on that finals grind.
a picture of my dad's old law school student ID card is on the background of my phone to remind me-- remind me that the copons can achieve greatness; they just have a hard time dealing with it/processing it. we are self-destructive; we are self-medicators; the dark, negative voices in our head overpower any hope we might have to shift paradigms; we have always felt inadequate; we will always feel inadequate.
and i need to fight those voices and not succumb to them. there is this woman i envision myself to be. a self-possessed, disciplined version of my father. i feel like i am him in so many ways. times like these, i really wish he were still here.