16th
Yes, 12 hours later and i’m still thinking about it.
I’m not blaming anyone else for my sadness or shift in mood. I’m just saying other peoples suffering, seeing them, hearing them, watching them, effects me.
My environment has always effected me so. Mostly when i leave somewhere i’m comfortable with, i feel my skin being ripped off, and all my nerves behaving like feelers. Like a skinless body in a room full of electric pulses and broken glass.
I wish i had someone to blame. I wish i was angry or sad or verbally throwing daggers at someone else.
When the fight your fighting is with yourself,
Its different.
Its do or die.
You ultimately call the shots and you ultimately decide your fate.
And thats way heavy.
Ultimate decision for me, is always action.
Problem:unhappy with my surrounding environment
Action:take steps to getting a new one.
hmm, problem.
Usually i’m able to change anything in my life like i change clothes. But, stuck now, because I can not see what in the environment is the poison.
Let me sleep on it.
