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The plain state of being human is dramatic enough for anyone; you don’t need to be a heroin addict or a performance poet to experience extremity. You just have to love someone. ”
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One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple. ”
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Jack Kerouac, Dharma Bums
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I think it’s brave to try to be happy. You’ve gotten so comfortable being unhappy. Wouldn’t it be wonderful to wake up in the morning and choose to be happy, to let the water wash everything away? ”
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I’ve never minded it,” he went on. “Being lost, that is. I had always thought one could not truly be lost if one knew one’s own heart. But I fear I may be lost without knowing yours. ”
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I don’t know what to fight for anymore.
My patience has just about run out.
I’m swift approaching the giving up stage.
Big, heavy sighs and such…
Since march I have been in a near constant panic/anxiety filled world of despair and what not….
Dramatic, I know. But sadly quite accurate.
There are these very brief moments when I stop and think, “who gives a shit?!”…
I love those moments! I wish they lasted longer. I wish I didn’t care more often. ::sigh::
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For a minute, therapy feels like magic, as if there’s someone who knows everything about you. Then you realize that it’s just apparent that you’re stressed, that you don’t sleep well, that you’ve forgotten to take care of yourself in the midst of life. You realize that there’s no person, no answer, no magic to fix you except time and the willingness to do the work, to be honest, to be kind to yourself. ”
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Yup, that’s pretty accurate
I’m having a lot of trouble with this…. Still.
