Thank you, Adam. You are not alone. You are not insane. And even if you were insane, know that "the most important thing about you is that you are loved by Love Himself".
This is so true. Socrates welcomes you to the examined life. I am not sure he warned us it would be like hell at times. As a Scottish friend of mine used to say. "It's a good life if you don't weaken."
Love the writing. We all have work to do on trauma; some sift through it to learn, some grab a shovel and bury it deep.
Adam, most of us have been where you are. Having resisted Big Pharma for years, I finally broke down and tried anti-anxiety meds - the lowest possible dose of the lowest possible disruptor to my brain. "I don't want to get hooked on them. I can figure this shit out myself. I'm not one of THOSE people." But so many sleepless nights caused me to lose my memory and start crying at the drop of a hat, two things I couldn't live with. The drugs worked. They dull the highs and lows but they keep me functioning. Hope you'll give it a shot, because gummies only go so far.
And those fuckers who can't stand the new you? That's on them and their little muddy, toxic rut they want to live and die in. Let it go. It's just sad for their kids. But you? You're doing really good work here. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
Thank you, Adam. You are not alone. You are not insane. And even if you were insane, know that "the most important thing about you is that you are loved by Love Himself".
Keep telling your story.
Not drivel at all, Adam. I appreciate your ever-present courage to process out loud. Even when the auger’s still churning, keep spilling.
Hang in their buddy...this is just a test
This is so true. Socrates welcomes you to the examined life. I am not sure he warned us it would be like hell at times. As a Scottish friend of mine used to say. "It's a good life if you don't weaken."
Love the writing. We all have work to do on trauma; some sift through it to learn, some grab a shovel and bury it deep.
Adam, most of us have been where you are. Having resisted Big Pharma for years, I finally broke down and tried anti-anxiety meds - the lowest possible dose of the lowest possible disruptor to my brain. "I don't want to get hooked on them. I can figure this shit out myself. I'm not one of THOSE people." But so many sleepless nights caused me to lose my memory and start crying at the drop of a hat, two things I couldn't live with. The drugs worked. They dull the highs and lows but they keep me functioning. Hope you'll give it a shot, because gummies only go so far.
And those fuckers who can't stand the new you? That's on them and their little muddy, toxic rut they want to live and die in. Let it go. It's just sad for their kids. But you? You're doing really good work here. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
You might be surprised how many people, one's that you know, this could be about.
When the black dog used to come calling i kept sane staying up all night writing anything, and I had my cows to lean on.