Wednesday, December 30, 2009
I am giving up on myself. My step-mom said my step-sis who I think is ten years younger than I am, cries all the time because she can't find the right guy. I'm way past her and is this what happens when you feel alone and worked your butt off trying to get your dream job and you are just one step below but 14 years go by and you start self-destructing? I'm going crazy. I turning into something I'm not. Please lock me up. A padded room and a nice white jacket with long sleeves feels pretty tempting right now. Great now I have the song Institutionalized stuck in my head.
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From the book I mentioned in my last comment:
ReplyDeleteThis young woman knew that she would die in the next few days. But when I talked to her she was cheerful in spite of this knowledge. "I am grateful that fate has hit me so hard", she told me. "In my former life I was spoiled ad did not take spiritual accomplishments seriously." Pointing through the window of the hut, she said, "This tree here is the only friend I have in my loneliness." Through that window she could see just one branch of a chestnut tree, and on the branch were two blossoms. "I often talk to this tree," she said to me. I was startled and didn't quite know how to take her words. Was she delirious? Did she have occasional hallucinations? Anxiously I asked her if the tree replied. "Yes." What did it say to her? She answered, "It said to me, 'I am here - I am here - I am life, eternal life.'"