oh my gosh…

it hurts…

so damn much…

I can’t even… 

Share your past wisdom teeth removal stories so I don’t feel like such a wuss?

Why do people feel the need to find out if they are one or the other?

What if there is no such thing as either?

“Sane” and “Crazy” are just words humans invented to describe actions which are familiar or out of the ordinary.

We don’t have to label ourselves as either of these things. I don’t think I do things quite the same as everyone else. Does that make me crazy? If I sit quietly in a classroom full of people and do exactly what everyone else is doing, does that mean I am sane? If I live my life following the same steps as Hollywood has depicted what a “normal” life should look like, I don’t think that makes me sane. I think that makes me boring. Imitating the characteristics of a “normal” life doesn’t prove anything. Thinking the same way as everyone else only makes you unoriginal. Not “sane.”

You might ask about those people who get checked into psyche wards for trying to kill their families or trying to hurt themselves. Maybe they have suicidal, gruesome thoughts. Could it be that they just live in a different reality than the people around them?

Too many people diagnose themselves as “crazy” simply because they are a little different. I think people are addicted to dwelling on what’s wrong with them. They need to spend their lives gathering up a bunch of adjectives they feel accurately describe them. Stupid, smart, fat, ugly, beautiful, kind, naive. Why can’t we just be what we are and accept that? Is it some level of a desire to be self-aware? Are we really seeking self-actualization through this? Do we do it to understand ourselves better?

If it’s for the purpose of self-improvement, I find no fault in this. You’re reflecting in order to better yourself. But if it’s just so you can put yourself down and feel shitty about who you are, then why would you want to ut yourself through that? What’s the point? Is it really necessary?

Oh well. We all do it. We all punish ourselves for being who we are sometimes. 

I think to some degree, we all like to hurt. It makes us feel alive. It makes us FEEL. PERIOD. In a world that has completely ignored the fact that human being are more than a shell of flesh, I think even if it’s pain, we all like to experience something more meaningful every once in a while.

I don’t know why I wrote this. Fucking procrastination…

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