Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Misunderstanding


This is not true. I won't argue the idea of suicide is debateable, especially if you have been near committing it and know it's not true, or you haven't even had any thoughts of it and don't understand anyone who has been there. Why?

It's simple. The emptiness isn't empty. It's full, even overflowing and always overwhelming, to the point everything seems too much; too complex to even see the parts let alone the whole, too convoluted to be understood, and too intricate to be solved. Life. Their life.

There is no empty. And the calm only comes when they have an answer, all to often what we fear and what they feel is right. That is our misunderstanding, not theirs. They didn't fail, we fail(ed) them, to grasp what's inside them, their thoughts, their emotions, their feelings, and in the end, their solution.

Why

Why is it that "normal" people define what and who is abnormal? Why do we assume "normal" people are normal? Don't we alll have our problems, issues, phobias, and the like? Don't we all have some types or forms of dysfunction within ourself and with others? Don't we all have some type and level of personality disorder?

So why do they get to define who we are and what is wrong with us? Aren't we all normal in our own way? And isn't defining normal a type of social control, deciding who in our society is good and who is sick? Why do we let them call us abnormal? And why do we accept their labels of abnormality?

I won't argue there are people with mental problems which requires intervention or help. But I'll argue the DSM is bloated with in invented disorders which aren't abnormal, just people who are themselves and different than others, but then we're all different from each other in many ways and different from the many in small ways.

In the end, it's just the simple question, what is normal?

Sunday, July 22, 2012

Memories

Why are bad memory never lost, just forgotten, to appear in our consciousness when we least expect them and least want them? When we're least ready to face them, and try as we can or must, we can't lose them or forget them. They stand there demanding our attention until we're overwhelmed.

And then, when they're satisfied to be alive again, they fade from all the hurt they leave in our mind and our heart. Old wounds opened deeply and violently to the core of our soul, bleeding our spirit until it's empty from the hurt and pain. Our thoughts and feeling exhausted.

And as suddenly as they came they fade leaving their shadow over us as a reminder.

Thursday, July 19, 2012

Being Bored & Food

Being bored is not a reason to eat. Trust me, been there, done that all too often. And don't we always hate ourself more after we eat to know this truth?

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

If

If you could be somebody else, but in becoming that person you would forget who you were and why you wanted to be someone else and that being someone else you had a whole new set of feelings and emotions about yourself, not all of them good because it comes with the new person, would you still want to be someone else?