So I went to my local bar, and these two guys walk in. I pack up my cue and let them play doubles with two of my friends. I then put my cue back in the corner of the bar and go have a drink at the bar. The whole time I thought that "maybe you should move your things.". But I said nah man I must be paranoid. To no surprise the losers stole my jacket, and whatever I had lying around in it. Moral of the story: Stop trusting other people/Be more careful of yourself ...
Well today, my mom's friend told me what I'm doing for the people who aren't doing what I am with what I have. She told me never to let people bring you down or get into your head. She reminded me that even with my deficits, I am succeeding. I am showing people that even with trout thats thrown at me, even the trout I throw at myself, I push on. I know I am stubborn, persistant, aggressive and i over think everything. But that's me. That's how I succeed. That's how I set ...
t's not that I'm dumb, or I don't learn. It's the fact I believe the world is against me. Because the world took so much from me, because I know so much evil. People have done me so much wrong, that I'm blind to those who do me right. Problem is I keep feeding the part of me that believes this lie. I don't acknowledge the part that knows the truth. I fail over and over again. No more, when I said I should write a book I wasn't lying. "You have to lose everything. To gain something" ...
This past month I've been up and down. Almost enough to diagnose me with "bi-polar II disorder" I really can't stop thinking of how great I feel. It can be attributed to the end of the semester though. I can say that along my search for myself, or whatever it was I was trying to achieve; I found something more. I found myself not standing still, but already running down another road. But I don't know where it's taking me. I just know this feels ...