12.17.2010

Mental Health

Love is so hard. But I think thats what makes it so wonderful. If love was easy and painless, it would mean nothing. But the fact that its hard make it only worth it for a couple people in your life. So to love and to be loved is the greatest gift of all.

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

We all seem to cope different. But sometimes that seems to be what keeps us all connected. We are all just trying to get by. We are all just trying to love and be loved. And the same little wounds seem to never mend. We hold on even after we let go. But we cope. In good ways, in dangerous ways. And we hold on...even after we let go.



My mental health:
I have been labeled crazy by many people....especially lately.
but i guess i would never ask you to get a brain injury.
I would never ask you to hate yourself, starve yourself, and hurt yourself.
Im not living in my past. If i was, i would be 90 lbs brain dead and be totally insistent that i look good with blonde hair.
I am so damn proud of myself for how far i have come. I have lost friends, i have gained friends. But if you want to be the one that loses me... so be it. I dont need people in my life that bring me down.
I am totally capable of having an amazing life without you. I am the person i am because of idiots like you abandoning me.
I think the only way someone would understand me is if they had the compacity to be compassionate.

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