What's It All About, Alfie?
WHAT'S IT ALL ABOUT? That seems to be the question of the week. Thus far, my answer is as follows...
Who the hell knows?
However, I have realized that this single question will lead to millions more, and while doing so, hopefully will lead to some form of self discovery or realization. I've also learned that that's all you'll get out of asking what the hell it's all about; an air wooshing epiphany about some random part of your life. Maybe that's what its all about. One devine realization after another and then death lol Wow, sounds appealing huh? But I digress...here's my dilemma...
I was told today by a teacher that I'm what you'd call an emotional hypersensative...which basically means that I over empathize. Great! Just what I need...to be the human DeAnna Troi. She meant this as a compliment pertaining to my career choice, and I took it as one. The problem is, you can't turn emotional hypersensativity off. It bleeds into every other part of your life and leaves you physically drained by the end of the day. Which I'm totally willing to be, if it helps someone I love.
In my short one, I've definitely learned that life is hard, relationships are harder. Sometimes, death does seem like a preferrable option to feeling so much and all the time. THAT WAS NOT A SUICIDAL STATEMENT SO PLEASE DON'T CALL MY CELL OR A HOTLINE OR SOMETHING...CONTINUE TO READ! I say this not because of depression or sadness or even anxiety but just from the pure exhaustion of human contant sometimes. It exhausts me to see the games people play with each other....manipulation and hurt and anger and why has that become the acceptable way we deal with people we claim or have claimed to love? Don't we realize we're making frigid, bitter, hate filled monsters? I mean people don't just wake up one day and say "hey I think I'll be bitter for the rest of my life and not trust anyone anymore." People don't just become bitter....they are made that way. And that is what breaks my heart.
I know just about everyone who reads this is gonna be like "Yup, that bitch has definitely lost it," but I think this is just my long winded, emotionally raw way of saying something totally corny to a good friend whom I hope reads this post....
The people in my life I consider friends are few and far between, so if that title is given it is done so with my whole heart. My pain is your pain and if you need to talk, I'm here.
Wow, now why didn't I just post that sentance and be done with it? lol
Lena
Who the hell knows?
However, I have realized that this single question will lead to millions more, and while doing so, hopefully will lead to some form of self discovery or realization. I've also learned that that's all you'll get out of asking what the hell it's all about; an air wooshing epiphany about some random part of your life. Maybe that's what its all about. One devine realization after another and then death lol Wow, sounds appealing huh? But I digress...here's my dilemma...
I was told today by a teacher that I'm what you'd call an emotional hypersensative...which basically means that I over empathize. Great! Just what I need...to be the human DeAnna Troi. She meant this as a compliment pertaining to my career choice, and I took it as one. The problem is, you can't turn emotional hypersensativity off. It bleeds into every other part of your life and leaves you physically drained by the end of the day. Which I'm totally willing to be, if it helps someone I love.
In my short one, I've definitely learned that life is hard, relationships are harder. Sometimes, death does seem like a preferrable option to feeling so much and all the time. THAT WAS NOT A SUICIDAL STATEMENT SO PLEASE DON'T CALL MY CELL OR A HOTLINE OR SOMETHING...CONTINUE TO READ! I say this not because of depression or sadness or even anxiety but just from the pure exhaustion of human contant sometimes. It exhausts me to see the games people play with each other....manipulation and hurt and anger and why has that become the acceptable way we deal with people we claim or have claimed to love? Don't we realize we're making frigid, bitter, hate filled monsters? I mean people don't just wake up one day and say "hey I think I'll be bitter for the rest of my life and not trust anyone anymore." People don't just become bitter....they are made that way. And that is what breaks my heart.
I know just about everyone who reads this is gonna be like "Yup, that bitch has definitely lost it," but I think this is just my long winded, emotionally raw way of saying something totally corny to a good friend whom I hope reads this post....
The people in my life I consider friends are few and far between, so if that title is given it is done so with my whole heart. My pain is your pain and if you need to talk, I'm here.
Wow, now why didn't I just post that sentance and be done with it? lol
Lena