@Pemerson,
Pemerson wrote:
Why don't you sit down and make a list of all the negative words in that rant. Then, write another column of words that would be opposite of those in the rant, and that is what you truly are.
When you wake up each day write your plans for the day ahead, keeping in mind those words in the second column, and plan your day.
Yeah, you have got to remember who you are. It's good too, to get a stack of yellow tablets, and write your life. First, from birth to 10 yrs, then 10 to 20 yrs., and so on. In this way you can recall when you changed being you.
Do some form of exercise. Just do what is yours to do. Nobody knows but you, and you DO know what to do. If you don't, get some help.
Here would be the problem.... Our emotions as infinite moral forms can hardly be defined, let alone illustrated by opposite which are not... Love is not the opposite of hate; but of not love, or not caring -since love is never without caring.... Hate and fear have much in common, and hate may only be fear denied, made active instead of passive, but confidence, or bravery could hardly be called the opposite of hate... Like wise for courage and cowardice... I have often been brave, some times to the point of foolishness, but terror often welled up in my emotions.... If I had ever run at some crucial point, I may then have been judged a coward even if courage or not courage had played no part, but cool rationalization... I used to tell young men: Don't run unless you see me run, and then run like hell because I never run... It was not that I was fearless, but recognizing how essential is courage to any human activity, so much so that people cannot cross the road or get out of bed, or leave their apartments with out courage, that I did not, on a whim, wish to deprive myself of this essential quality to normal being, because once one takes council of their fears they may never regain their composure...
The person needs courage, and the other side of that is the fact that some people are not cut out for life... I am afraid one of my children is defective and that for her, death would be a blessing at times... But who knows what may yet come of her, because people become what they are while always being who they are... If the person has done some terrible deed and cannot live with themselves or the consequences, or fears that they may hurt others seriously, courage, excepting moral courage would be the last thing I would advise... If people after due consideration find themselves guilty, they might save the tax payers some money... Such civic consciousness is rare, and short of having done something terrible I would just advise seeking help...
Well her pair beats my royal flush....
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