I hear it when people say some things are better left unsaid. I don't always agree, but I see where they're coming from. It's just hard to decide what to say and what not to, what to do and what not to. And in the end, we'll always have the same amount of experiences; yet it doesn't always seem to give the relief it's suppose to. Sometimes the pressure to "do the right thing" gets unbearable and the fear of doing the wrong one gets insufferable, even though my inner voice keeps reminding me that there is no right or wrong. And you know, there aren't always people around to take the weight off your shoulders, just until you feel slightly lighter. But there is something I find comfort in, other than thinking nothing really matters. I believe the pressure of making choices, having to decide stand in the way of short-term happiness; and hope prevents us from long-term happiness. So here's what my poor dark little mind likes to do; shred any hope that I might have or start having apart; make all the irreversible decisions, regardless of the possible consequences, so I would never have to think ever again about what to do on the subject. This is a silly coping mechanism. But somehow it works for me. You see, I don't care what happens to me; all I could wish for is not to suffer through the way. We keep saying the ride is more important than the destination, yet we all seem to act like what matters the most is where we"ll end up. I think it's a little comforting to remind ourselves it's not. Please, just do whatever works for you.
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SpiritualI wonder how many of those people who pass by on the street are having thoughts that they simply cannot put into words. Words are not always enough, but they're my favorite to express myself. It would mean the world to me if you would be kind enoug...
