After I was asked today to actually form Spring, if I'm still alive, I noticed that my entry yesterday in fact such a complex suicide note reads. Well uh, that was probably not meant that way. Not really and I'm sorry if someone has made so worried!
I think the real meaning behind this motley text in affect is (or should have been) that I need a break, and in some cases, not only that, but a clean break.
Some people knew in my life and only a possibly existing God why. We are talking about so-called friends, but the fact can hardly be that, because there is no conceivable universe wavelength is that you would share. And slowly, so a long time it was slow, now fast, it gives me and I just want to get away from these people. I am currently extremely fragile and sensitive, I can not handle it when people put expectations on me and certainly not those that go to 200km / h in the opposite direction of my principles. Some people simply just nerves and I was the last straw. I realize that I simply am not currently on the right track. I can not from wantonness without depth, I have no desire to dig in each dung pile for the positive. No, to wallow in his own world-denying spirit, it brings not sure. But I just do not have power for me to inspire and motivate them for everything.
I also have no power to eternally repeating arguments, do with people like I would them mean something. With people who come to be served like vultures, when I rip open the scars. With such people I will just have to do anything.
Other people crap out of her closet and I have to-indeed must - do it with my surroundings.
Another point is this blog. As I said, I am just very sensitive and I'm just not the need of me to expose here. On the one hand because you can just barely make me right, the other, it just goes too far. Finally, it is still the internet here and the public. I notice how people say nothing when I will announce very depressive moods and returns when it slightly and is flaky.
I think such personal revelations overwhelm the public good and to the very right! How can one know what to say in a situation when someone knows only digital!
Yet it is strange to publish such things and get no response to it (I think / hope you can understand what I mean). It increases my sense of isolation and mental Eisnamkeit very significantly. To
And finally: I just can not simply write well. I turn constantly to the same old topics which inscribes the cancer of my environment again and again. I'm mentally not continue and that bothers me extremely. So I certainly need
a stop for them to write personal things. Until it gets a little calmer in my head. Until the words flowing again minor. Until I have sorted out in my life. Until I'm clear with my past and allowed to take my future in clear outline.
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