You know without a release mechanism I wonder if I’m on the brink of a mental breakdown. While this may concern some people reading this, all 4 of you (that I know of), I think writing this means I won’t.
This… journal… use to be an area where I would go “BLEURGH” whether it be about an emotion, person, instance, encounter, thought, or distress. I believed it helped. I believed it stopped me from going nuts.
Or maybe I am just nuts. Maybe it’s part of my psychological make up that I am completely off my rocker.
So the question I find myself asking is simply this – Am I ok?
The honest answer is a resounding no. There is only one thing in my life at the moment I can with great certainty say I am completely confident about and it’s not work. Normally it is but right now it’s not. I can’t go into the details mostly because I firmly believe in the cartoon a few posts ago and considering what is happening, now is not the time to disclose stuff on the internets.
and to think every time I say “internets”, I think of this
You’ve got to admit, at least he was entertaining… the most key and essential trait from arguably the most powerful man on earth. Huh… Key… Mark!!!… sorry… too easy anyway…
Maybe that’s why the Daily Show lost its pizzazz for me… yeah, no it didn’t. I just don’t watch much non-DVD TV anymore.
Amazing how a just over a minute clip can suddenly lifts one’s spirits.
Look I’m fine. I just needed to vent without venting. God knows I don’t want anyone to become as paranoid as I am.
God knows…
Heaven knows…
Phrases I am normally not comfortable using but seems ok this time. More on that later… maybe. I am, after all, very non-committal.