Eighteen-Year-Old Truths
Asher outlines his thought process in how he found beauty in pain, loss, and letting go, all while sharing a few tips on how to move forward on getting what you want out of what you do.
Asher outlines his thought process in how he found beauty in pain, loss, and letting go, all while sharing a few tips on how to move forward on getting what you want out of what you do.
However, with that in mind, diagnoses of mental illnesses posit that there are common experiences, common hindrances, common complexes that categorize disorders into diagnosable conditions. Mental illness is an objectively measured thing in terms of how it hinders your life. I say this to put forth the idea that just because our experiences aren’t exactly the same, each person’s experience has a common clinical ground that can be discussed.
Actually, I usually gain a desire for anything once I start doing it. I have to make myself actually start doing something, whether I dread it or not, before I start feeling like I actually want to do it. I call it momentum. Getting there is unfortunately a lot harder than it sounds.
So where does this leave the blog? Well, I hope to take the blog up again like I was doing before. It’s a positive influence in my life, and I think that I have interesting and fun things to share. It also helps exercise my brain because I have to remember things, write them down, organize graphics, and such. It also encourages me to do things, more things than just lay on the couch and feel bad, because writing about that obviously is a wonderful idea.
It’s a little frustrating sometimes when I look at the programs that don’t exist yet that I could potentially make a product and fill that gap and make money. But, they’re large and complex and it’s not that I get overwhelmed… I just kind of go, meh. I’m a lazy bastard!
I had mah appointment with my Nurse Practitioner today. My old Nurse, Carole, left, which is sadness. In fact my favorite medication nurse from the half-way house just left yesterday too! It’s a brave new world out there… (with rats, movies, and friends!)
I don’t have any external obstacles to my writing. Is that a good thing, a blessing deserving gratitude? Or am I unable to build skyscrapers because I have too much land?
So, I get so excited about my website ideas that, like many of my other ideas, I forget to actually commit to one and grow it. But, no more! I do the same thing with story, game, art, etc. ideas. I get so excited about the next new idea or inspiration I’ve come up with that I just kind of leave whatever I was doing and I never accomplish anything, dammit!
I say this tongue in cheek. I was very very angry this weekend. But at the same time, I was very scared. You see, my weekend involved getting hog tied by the police, carried out of my apartment in a canvas burrito-stretcher, injected with haldol, and shackled for hours to a hospital bed. How was your weekend?
When I really think about myself I don’t see an adult, I see a wish-filled daydreaming desperate scared boy stuck with an adult sexuality and an adult life.