PART 1
I have
always known/felt that deep down I have always been sensitive, emotional,
helpless, weak, and succumbed to fate.
With
everything that has happened, it made me feel it/that way, even more, but I
didn’t like it. I didn’t want to feel that way.
Even if I
would have accepted these feelings, it wouldn’t have helped. Eventually, I would
have felt ‘hurt’. Hurting is where going away from them (feelings/situations or
people who remind or project the same feelings onto oneself) starts. Hurting reminds us that there are these feelings, it’s there and there is nothing you can do about
them.
So I started
rejecting these feelings, avoiding them, telling myself otherwise, and feeling
other emotions to control them (mostly anger). The far the better, so
everything that took me even further i.e. being crazy angry, avoiding emotions, and being/reaching a certain traumatizing psychotic state was all fine, in fact, a
better and much more powerful place to be.
At all
miserable times, at first, I started to accept this entire situation I got in as
fate, whatever happens, happens. Until I could no more until it started and
eventually successfully manage to break me again and again, over and over again
to dust. I couldn’t be ‘me’ anymore. So I had to bring in necessary changes
that in a manner evolved me (at least to the particular crisis I was facing).
So much so, I wanted to hurt myself too, not just others, not just me; directly
or by doing things the consequences of which showed the possibility of haunting the
rest of my life in many different ways. Maybe, that’s what evil is, you go too
far away from yourself.
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