Thoughts are very powerful. You cannot control them but you must not quickly react to them either. Be aware that’s all. Also, Don’t be afraid to seek help. There are times when you need someone to help you sort things out. Limbo is no way to live (Dante’s first ring of hell). And finely, you’re … Continue reading Take it Easy
Category: mental illness
Welcome to the Street
Today, Check your ego and emotion when entering the street. We are all in this together and we will see it through. Forget about yourself - help others that are struggling. Egos will rise up, ignore, they will get the game much later than you. Please continue.
Fear Not
Fear is simply a lack of knowledge. Do not lose your capacity for logic and reason before gaining that knowledge. Please know that knowledge may cause you to lose your shit, but at least you didn't panic too soon. Be, well, Do well, Scarpoe
When it Rains…. A Surrender to Being
AUTHOR’S NOTE What follows is based on actual occurrences as I recall them. Although some content has been changed for personal purposes, it should be regarded in its essence as fact. Mental illness does not discriminate. Preface I didn’t notice any signs in the beginning, none. Admittedly, I could have overlooked a few negatives – you know … Continue reading When it Rains…. A Surrender to Being
Opinion vs Fact
Sometimes mental illness gets in the way of knowing the difference between facts and opinions. An opinion is a judgement not necessarily based on knowledge of all the facts. Facts are the truth. If either get a little fuzzy, ask someone. Any major dude will tell you. Pay attention to the facts and don't give … Continue reading Opinion vs Fact
You Want It?
If you have found your horse and carriage, Good for you. If you have to search, welcome home. If you want it but think you can't have it, Don't think: Define what it is Stop looking out, start looking in and you will find, you had it all the time. click if you wish >Epic … Continue reading You Want It?
Writing Hell
Full disclosure here, writing about myself is the equivalent of preparing a picnic basket full of shit sandwiches and consuming them all without a beverage. You can't make chicken salad out of chicken shit no matter how much mayo you add. That's all. Be well, do well, Scarpoe
