100 Love Letters I'll Never Send (The Problem with thinking) Short explanation (c) 2017
I don’t think. I think. I don’t think. I think.
I don’t think I can think my way into right thinking without
living-trying to live a life. I keep saying “It’s the lies I believe are true
is the distance between me and you.” What things did I start believing when I
was destroying myself? Destroying myself and placing the blame on you-so
inevitably the plan was to get sympathy so I’d be in some self-delusional
protection-using words and actions as a security blanket.
I often think that I would be better now to you if given the
chance.
I put the papers that I wrote before, during and after you,
down for now.
"...who have recovered from a seemingly hopeless
state of mind and body."-Alcoholics Annonymous A Forward to First Edition
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