The Struggle – II

Need a break from everything tonight…. Need a break from self…. Dunno what’s wrong…. Just that I’m too tired of it all today….. Wanna end it all…. But can’t….. And won’t…. That path leads to defeat and I’m no loser….. Have never lost and won’t be learning to anytime soon now…. I’m feeling so miserable right now but I dunno the reason behind it….

There’s this continuous pain, metaphysical pain that goes on and on and I don’t know how to tackle it. Courage is not the absence of fear. True courage is when you are shit scared and still you do your duty. True courage is doing your duty responsibly in the face of adversity.

Have been reading different blogs thinking they might help me more…..

Keep walking …

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Sanity…

When did I ever say I was sane? I accept my craziness. Sanity is overrated!

Session 2…

Gearing up for second session with my doctor… She had given me a task to write all my thoughts, as in questions, that pop up in my brain down in a notebook. I have written three pages worthy questions and thoughts down. Dunno what she’s gonna do with them.

Am I gonna get some answers to the never ending questions I used to and still have? Will she give me a navigating device to travel through this maze called world a little easier? Will she provide certain solutions to my problems? I fervently hope so. Or will she make me walk the path and provide me enough hints and nudges to guide me along it? I certainly hope not as I am bound to get lost in the maze with or without the navigating device or even a guardian angel.

All these emotions bubbling inside me – I am still afloat though. Not yet drowning so that’s good.Fingers crossed and growing apprehensive by every moment…. Wonder what nugget of wisdom will tomorrow bring or will it even bring anything for me, to me?

Keep Walking…

Freaked Out

So I posted a blog yesterday after a long, long break. And then I promptly freaked out. Dunno why though.
 
See-saw up and down,
This is the way to Crazy Town.

Feeling sad…

Mood’s down, feeling sad,
BPD’s kicked my a**
Nothing seems to be as it is
Just sad, sadder than one can be.

Addiction…

There is no freedom at the bottom of the bottle… Any form of addiction, even in its mildest dose, brings only more shackles…more chains…more bonds…

There is no freedom anywhere unless you understand the impermanence and uncertainty permeating every sphere of your life – people, situations, emotions, everything!

You were born strong… So, why give up now? Why make it your crutch? Just persist for a little while more and you will have reached the core of strength inside you. Touch it, draw from it… Free yourself…

What’s in a word?

Aloneness…

Beauty.. Peace… Love… Happiness…

A time to think, rethink…meditate, contemplate….

A time to review, rehash, revise, revive…

To make amends…

Independence… Bliss…

 

Loneliness…

Misery… Pain… Anguish… Darkness…

A time to think, rethink, burn, blame…

A time to review, rehash, despair, cry…

An ode to torment…

Dependence… Despondency…