I’m starting to hate things that could make you escape your
problems. I’m talking of books, movies, music among other things. Now I am
starting to realize that it’s not good. Because of them we are actually evading
our problems and not solve them face on.
I’m very impatient now as to entertaining my thoughts. I
seem to run out of words everytime I write them down. Before I cherish the time
writing as I feel I’m so in touched with myself. Now, I just do not know
anymore.
My intellectual and emotional tolerance runs short. I am
lost. Is this me?
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I am actually a follower of Abraham Maslow now. I understand
now how his hierarchy if needs go. It’s because I am experiencing it now. I
have a lot of potentials. A self-proclaimed talented guy, this I am. But
because, I don’t have something to it, I don’t have money, I don’t have
friends, my family is dysfunctional, I cannot actualize them. I just can’t.
Something tells me that I should take chances. Something
tells me to defy gravity. I just don’t know why I actually don’t do them. Maybe
I’m so weak, so weak that I can’t push a small rock.
I just wish I could be secured financially. I want to feel
that when my money runs out, I have
something and somewhere to replenish it. I want to feel secure as to my food
supply. I want to feel full my stomach would burst everytime. By this way I
could have the strength to actually do everything, be it physical or
intellectual. Food gives us energy.
I am hungry.
I pray for temperance.
