Okay, I'm looking for shared experiences and advice because I'm running out of ideas and I'm tired of this. I'm also tired of mentioning it, but it stays with me pretty much constantly. It's on my mind and penetrates my very essence for a very significant portion of every, single day. There are no breaks aside from perhaps and hour if I'm lucky. I' ( Read more... )

Man, slug's looking pretty rough:

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I simply can't find a way to fill that void she left in me. Nothing is the correct shape, I try to shove it in there but it won't go. But, despite this, I recognize that I have gained a great many things. I am truly healthier {mentally, emotionally, etc} than I have ever been in my entire life. Aside from the life-realm where love resides, all ( Read more... )

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I will admit though, despite the last post: there is this point that I reach on a fairly consistent basis in the late hours of the night where I still feel a great emotional ache that encompasses all that I am. But, it is around that time that I try to go to sleep. And, I really do not know when that will cease to be a part of my routine ( Read more... )

So, I have this pen I've been using. I don't know where it came from initially and while I noticed the sticker wrapped around the end of it before, I never read it. It reads-- "Caution: Certain medications (antibiotics, antiinfectives) may alter the effectiveness of birth control pills. Ask your M.D. or pharmacist ( Read more... )

Tonight I realized that the term "in love" does not fit with the preposition "with". "Love" is merely a state of being. You can just be in it. You don't have to be in love with the world, with life, and certainly not with another person. In fact, when you assign an object, it ceases to be "love" as "love" is not a verb. And, in assigning an object ( Read more... )

My social battery is once again completely DEAD. I want so very much to engage with others, with the world, and in life but I cannot begin to describe how lifeless it makes me feel to not take enough time to be just by myself. And, I need a lot more of this time than others or maybe it's just because not only does time actively interacting with ( Read more... )

The Ending of Sorrow
J. Krishnamurti

This morning I would like to talk about sorrow. It is a very complex problem, and as one cannot go
into it in great detail, I shall, if I may, go only into the essentials of it.

Without understanding sorrow, there is no wisdom; the ending of sorrow is the beginning of
wisdom. To understand sorrow and to be completely ( Read more... )

I'm tired of my life feeling so utterly amorphous. "This is the strangest life I've ever known". An eerie sense of foreboding and death lurks around every corner of joy. Every moment carries the sense of something lost. I'm letting it all go. I shall cling no more. I'm tired of beating myself up over the same things each and every night. It is time ( Read more... )