yeah.. ever since a couple of days ago I have been swirling in uncomfortable thoughts... just really slipped out a today and it seems when i slip back in i'm knocked right back out.. worthless emotion filled thoughts akin to some blathering mid life crises.. I think this has to do with a couple of things... first the woman i see once and awhile, has to go, I mean she smokin but I'm sorry but she may have been clean for years and years but she never altered the addict tendency to use manipulation.. where i have gotten to Im almost immune to manipulation, but because manipulation most often uses emotions as its prime weapon I'm just sick of dealing with it... That and she hasn't realized yet that all the bullshit they try and sell you will not lead to happiness, this combined with discussions with my son on the very same topic.. but the thing is that he is young, under ten.. so although it is hard for me to explain to him that a life full of consumerism and material goods isn't the way he is going to find what he is looking for.. she however isn't young and she is still under the belief that ending up with all that shit is "winning" or success, and that a life of constant toil for more and better garbage is where its at.. so she in her manipulation, and she is controlling as hell (not that it works on me at all), so she is always cutting me down (as that is what controlling people including assprinces try and do) yeah so seemingly backed by her divine consumerism wisdom and fueled by her manipulation and need to control.. I have been bombarded by negative bullshit in an attempt to drive me to her desires, witch is more and bigger garbage..
so I think i have heard that i am lazy, undriven, unable to step up, a burn out, will never amount to anything more than what i've done already, etc etc, because I am no longer driven towards the crap she is.. just to remind myself and her if she happens to lurk on this forum.. it is funny you can call someone these things, for money are your prince, well wise one how can this be if in my earlier pursuit of this i made and collected so much of your prince that i am left in NO doubt that having even more wealth will make no difference and that this way of life is satisfying as an addiction, sure you get something new your happy for a minute, but then you are back to unhappy, and just like a drug you will have to just get something of supposedly more value to get your fix now.. and just like the last purchase the happiness gotten of that product will fade just as fast.
Yeah.. there are a couple different thoughts you can have when you look around and have everything they told you would bring a good life.. that moment when you look around a realize you have it all, everything, the best the latest.. the cars, the house in that place, the clothes, the hot but ugly on the inside partner, the money, the drugs, the freetime, the plane tickets , the affaire.. One thought would be.. well shit this is as good as it gets and i'm living the life so the reason i'm miserable must be because of a brain chemistry imbalance, so I'm going to pump a antidepressant down my throat and then i will appreciate the happiness this material stuff should certainly bring.. Or you can look around like i did and realize I was once again looking in the wrong spot

.. the reason I dont show much interest in goals set towards or status derived from dedicating ones life to working ones ass off in the pursuit of material bullshit and status.. Is because I already know there isn't much there, you know how I know this.. I've already been there

Hope it doesn't take you your whole life to figure out something a lazy, unmotivated, burnout, that will never amount to anything, was able to figure out by the time I was twenty five.. call me if you ever have that i'm done being shallow moment
anyway sorry that turned into a rant but having said this I feel much better and it truly ties into my sobriety in this way..
So it has been the combination of her persistent blather on this combined with the situation with my son.. I was able to come to this realization before my son was born.. children in a consumer society where so many people and even more children base the success and worth of people on the material world they have gathered.. So since he was never able to see me in material glory and since I just got rid of all my junk.. I really have no interest at acquiring a bunch of junk even to assure my son that his father has great worth. So I'm afraid that i will just have to explain my decisions, the why and the how, share with him what i feel is important, education, travel, experience, family.. though I think this may be something he will only understand much farther down the road.. In fact i dont know if it is something you can understand with out experiencing the amazing missionary of looking around at a collection of everything you though would make you happy and everything the told you would make you happy and still being supremely miserable... so this is just a work in progress.
so back to how this made me misserable and how i keep slipping out of today... her coment as well as my sons inabilty to undertand have me questoning my self and falling back into destructive and god awful waste of time thought... all the sudden im thinking man am i really those things.. am i letting my son down by not presentiong a socially acceptable father sucsess story...
after writing and reading this FUCK NO i'm not, just because i've already been there and already know what little there is to be got from that life style, and even though the whole damn world seems to be buying into this shit.. yeah that still doesn't mean I have to do something I know is pointless... he will mature and I can guide him.. I am working towards new goals that i am confident will lead to the places I want to go and keep me in the places I want to stay.. with the accomplishment of these goals there will undoubtedly be benefits that are more akin to his present thinking.. so all will be well..
and with that i'm back in today and still sober and on the right path.. following my heart, it always knows where i need to go, even if the whole world seems to screaming "DUDE your crazy and going the wrong way" and the thing with following my heart is there so little anxiety as i'm always doing the right thing.