Bordering on fearless...
So I met with my friend Dr. Pheelgood last night, whom I miss greatly these days. He is no longer at the same school as I am. We had margaritas (well, I did...) and I took advantage of his counseling skills. We talked about life, but mostly, we talked in great depth about my left-handed confusion. (Remember, we're dealing with an allegory...) He truly helped me see things more clearly.
I'm not so stressed anymore.
And also I'm rather sure of something: I don't want these feelings to go away...
I'm not so stressed anymore.
And also I'm rather sure of something: I don't want these feelings to go away...
posted by Flipside at 10:40 AM
2 Comments:
Good. No need to stress over it, and we all know how ineffectual wishing is, anyway. I was also thinking about your earlier post where you mentioned feeling (uncommonly) very lonely. Not to get too armchair-psych regarding things (though I did use the word "actualized" in my last comment, I realize), but I don't think it's a coincidence that you were feeling so lonely right about the time that a lot of this started bubbling into your consciousness...
Really?
I was thinking the whole loneliness thing was more along the lines of me finally starting to overcome the moderate agoraphobia and extreme introversion that has dominated my life for the past ten years or so...
It actually made me kind of happy that I was feeling lonely because it makes me think that I'm becoming a little more, well, normal...
But you also have quite a valid point...
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