I haven't smoked weed in a while. The last batch, Jack Herer, really sets off my paranoia, so I've just gone off it. The alcohol has really slowed down too; wine gives me headaches now. Doesn't stop me. It's cheaper and hangs around for less time than a bottle of spirits!
Bought a synth keytar. I can see it gathering dust. Because I hate how the laptop isn't strong enough to handle the app for building music! I let myself get distracted by the minor things.
Beside all this, I feel ok. I feel fine! I am accepting I am a selfish, insensitive, financially unstable axxhole: it's who I am. What is fighting against what I am inside and outside? I do not feel the anxiety of this, and I am feeling less anxiety being this in public, with others. I am learning to accept I have very stunted personal assertive skills in social situations. This is the pain I have to live with: it is my pain. To fight it, lament it is to fail understanding that we all have pain.
I love my kids, my family, despite my shortcomings and how who I am makes me come up short in all aspects of life. I am a boring, uninteresting, persistent machine of habit. I make a minimal fuss of myself. I make everything worse by being this way and yet I persist, I must. Changing myself by force just doesn't work.
All of the self reflection is a lie I'm feeding myself.
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