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| I got it out and away, now I feel better |
OK so it's stopped, or I've stopped, or the world has stopped. Has it? Has the world stopped? Quick, outta the way, let me off before it starts to go again!
I got it out and now I feel better. I was losing it not too long ago, fairly big time losing it. I vented a little and the pressure is gone, now I feel better. Not saner mind you, just better.
I'm not sane today. Not anymore then I was yesterday. If I were to wear a costume today that's what it would be - a refugee from a nut house.
I feel like I'm made of glass and it's stretched to the breaking point and beyond. It's about to shatter into a zillion tiny pieces.
My vent relieved some of that pressure and now I have some breathing room
For me that's the wonderful thing about thoughts. It's a safety valve that allows me to let off some of the pressure. It keeps me whole by allowing me to vent just enough to stay sane. Thank God for thoughts or I'd have lost it totally a long time ago. It doesn't matter that no one reads me. Hell I don't read me. All that matters is that I can get it out and away.
And get it out and away is just what I did. It had built up to the breaking point and I needed to vent so this is where I turned. And it worked. Thank God for thoughts.
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Posted by Tony51203 on 2009-10-31 13:17:08 | Rating: | Views: 6
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