If life were easy, then it'd be called DEATH.


Although I think there's something to be said for those who make it all harder than necessary.


It's absurd to fret over irrational, nonexistent, nonsensical things.


I've found countless times that it's never as hard as it SEEMS. Although, my anxiety tends to get out of hand every now and then, and thus, when blended with paranoia, OCD, and the like, it's a vicious cycle...a debilitating pattern. I worry about THINGS THAT DON'T EXIST. And I'm usually far too introspective. And can be morbid.


That's what I DESPISE about myself the most. It's mortifying. I just want to be fucking normal! In that aspect. I like the rest of myself just fine, but the anxiety...is asinine.


Yes, I have anxiety about going back to school and starting the new semester. I fear of what problems may arise school-wise, socially, etc. But I am CERTAIN there will be no major issues. I can feel it. Nothing can be worst than some shit that went down last semester. Don't get me wrong it was wonderful, most of it, but I mean, let's just say I'm glad I made some changes to myself really damn quickly.


I need to stick to my NEW ME:
-No gossip. Unless you're merely stating your opinion about something that no one else really cares about. Or about someone who actually IS what you say they are. If there's no fact backing it up, then shut the fuck up. I can tell stories but nothing potentially harmful.
-Try my hardest to not let things slide off my tongue. Not everyone needs to know everything about me. No more being an open book. Be discreet.
-Meditate more. Take your vitamins and pills everyday. Write a lot. Keep watching "Californication" and reading since those are the only things that will keep the writer's block away.