all we need is a little bit of momentum, break down these walls that we've built around ourselves.
i am being pummelled with love.
that is the only way to describe it.
i've just been doing a really poor job of accepting it, the gift that love is, unconditional or otherwise.
funny how letting yourself obsess over anything can just make you blind.
i've been in the weirdest funk, where i'm just incredibly bipolar with everything, so it'll be the most miserable feeling and then the most cheerful when i'm in those situations that make me forget about anything but living peacefully in the present tense of life. i mean, that's really kind of my natural state. the unreasonable cheerfulness minus the feeling of drowning, i mean.
but sinking is sinking, and i have a tendency to do everything to the extreme or not at all.
i think i can say that i'm over this strangeness, now. whatever it was. i think it's just a human thing, not wanting to be uncharacteristic of your own self - but i breathed in.
i had some conversations today and other interactions that just put me in a place to be myself.. which is apparently all I needed.
i thought it would be harder than this. but it's not.
(in the sense of the word, not the holiday,) here's to thanksgiving, and what we've made it into.
that is the only way to describe it.
i've just been doing a really poor job of accepting it, the gift that love is, unconditional or otherwise.
funny how letting yourself obsess over anything can just make you blind.
i've been in the weirdest funk, where i'm just incredibly bipolar with everything, so it'll be the most miserable feeling and then the most cheerful when i'm in those situations that make me forget about anything but living peacefully in the present tense of life. i mean, that's really kind of my natural state. the unreasonable cheerfulness minus the feeling of drowning, i mean.
but sinking is sinking, and i have a tendency to do everything to the extreme or not at all.
i think i can say that i'm over this strangeness, now. whatever it was. i think it's just a human thing, not wanting to be uncharacteristic of your own self - but i breathed in.
i had some conversations today and other interactions that just put me in a place to be myself.. which is apparently all I needed.
i thought it would be harder than this. but it's not.
(in the sense of the word, not the holiday,) here's to thanksgiving, and what we've made it into.