Being believed is never based on substantive things. Only on how you feel about the person. So truth is relative, liar/truthteller is 100% contingent on emotions. What we hav... moreBeing believed is never based on substantive things. Only on how you feel about the person. So truth is relative, liar/truthteller is 100% contingent on emotions. What we have is nothing significant to base anything on except like/dislike. Why do people turn their intellect off and just "listen" to their emotions? Why are they so weak and inept at thinking clearly/logically/unemotionally/fairly? I know they just don't care. What I don't know is why?
I have had an anxiety disorder for 10 years, symptoms of PTSD and never dated- I feel low in self confidence, so much that most guys who have asked me out I've declined, for fear o... moreI have had an anxiety disorder for 10 years, symptoms of PTSD and never dated- I feel low in self confidence, so much that most guys who have asked me out I've declined, for fear of rejection, or them seeing the damaged, broken 'me'. Some days I didn't even 'have' a me. So how could one convince themselves that love just might be an option, without fear..? Because of years of severe emotional abuse (and some physical) I feel I simply do not deserve real love, or that it would leave in an instant anyway- what reasons are there for someone deserving, embracing, and wanting love? less
I am looking for ideas. I had fun when I was a kid but I forgot how. Please don't say dancing. That's not an option for me. I'm physically able but I just d... moreI am looking for ideas. I had fun when I was a kid but I forgot how. Please don't say dancing. That's not an option for me. I'm physically able but I just don't get it.
Nothing ever seems finished. Movies have director cuts. Albums have extra tracks. Construction is never done. Repairs are constant. There's always more to do or more could have bee... moreNothing ever seems finished. Movies have director cuts. Albums have extra tracks. Construction is never done. Repairs are constant. There's always more to do or more could have been done. Are we just painting bridges?What things are completely "finished"? Even old works of art were never "completed".
