growing up/writing therapy 20:00hrs
so, its Saturday night... And I've actually made peace with the fact that "yes", there very well may BE a million people out there tonight surrounded by friends, 'having fun', and most of them will be getting laid afterward or are already doing so, but you know something? I am in SUCH a BETTER place mentally now than I was just a year ago,... Sure, I may have been 'surrounded by more 'friends' " , but I had absolutely no moral foundation to my life, I was mutilating and ripping apart my mind body and soul on a daily basis, completely shaming myself and my family and all of my parents' efforts and sacrifices that they made to raise me in this country by squandering said efforts by simply using the money I made to fill my arms and veins with mud/downing pills to soften the hardened feeling of the unforgiving and callous reality of life. That's all just a lot of poetic sounding talk for the plain fact that USING DRUGS is a FUCKING EXCUSE TO NOT MAKE YOUR LIFE THE ABSOLUTE BEST you can make it by choosing to be STRONG ENOUGH to rise to the challenge of fulfilling your own individual potential. But I'm not going to let 'fear of failure' be some shitty excuse to continue to self-sabotage myself and in turn EXCUSE myself from having to even try.
I Woke up this morning surrounded by FAMILY,... There's something to be said about waking in a house on a Saturday morning to the smell and commotion of your family downstairs making eggs and bacon, and despite the fact that we've all got our own shortcomings , I love them , and I love myself, more than I have ever before, and it's in the KNOWING that mornings like that won't happen to you FOREVER, and the fact that they are fleeting, makes you embrace them even more... and THAT is something to hold onto.















