I am beginning to doubt myself. I used to believe that optimism in life had always get me through tough times and I had a strong believe that I am in control of my life. Now those thoughts don't seem to make sense at all. In fact, I sensed anarchy in self-regulation nowadays.
Perhaps the slaps and smacks of reality had made me dizzy and pathological in thoughts. If it is the clichéd its-just-a-rough-patch-in-life thingy, it sure is a long torturous patch. Don't remember a longer and meaner nerve-racking one.
The aversive stimuli, controllable or uncontrollable, has emotionally, mentally, financially and physically drained me out. At times, I just felt soulless and confused, as in like "hey, i got this...oh wait...no i don't....wait...argh...screw it..." X8.
Time and again, I have told myself to get up and reorganize. And then, another comet hit me. And another one. And another one. Right, so where am I now? Oh ya, the get up and reorganize part, once again.
I don't engage in self-pity. But once in awhile, you look at part of the life where you felt hopeless and shakes your head saying: Ghee, that sucks. See? Self-pity. Yeah, life sucks big time once in a while. Then, I thought of the saying: Every dark cloud has a silver lining. So, once again, it is time to buck up. Come to think of it, it is sort of a vicious cycle.
Great, I reread this post and felt redundant. Maybe that's how life looks like.
2 comments:
Awww...man...enough with the emo-ing..life always turns out right. So whatever it is...just keep your head up high & make sure no flies or bugs go into your nose...HAHAHA!
HEHEHEHE!
Its better to unleash than keep.
I dont want you to piee on my grave.
XD
OKOK. Promise no more emoing.
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