Okay, I know non-despondent isn't correct but I like alliteration.
My mood has been fairly stable for about 10 days; with the self-control I've rediscovered, I hope it continues for a long time. Even unstable, I'm never violent or dangerous. Just to my own psyche. Trank use has gone down significantly, anxiety has stayed away. I'm noticing that I'm focusing more on the sun than on the gloom. Pretty soon I'll be Pollyanna. If that ever happens, someone please shoot me.
There are a lot of positives going on. I most likely will be able to take a trip in March that I'm really looking forward to.
One thing I'm having trouble with is the fact that people are agreeing with me and then I later discover that they live the thing I criticized. Please don't do that. Be honest with me. I won't implode (or explode) if you disagree. Placation or condescension aren't very noble when you do them to a friend.
Oops! Almost a rant. Sorry about that.
Everyone go read The Death of Ivan Illich, by Tolstoy. It's very short. There is more in that novella than in all the crap that passes for literature today. One rant: Comic books are not novels.
Okay, too boring. Next time I'll rant again.
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