Mentally stable for now but seriously discontent with how my life is. This merits a little backdrop info. I was playing a game recently and dealing with a quest for Raul a gun fighting ghoul and hes going into this conversation about how just going around shooting to solve problems never seems to do anything good. Thats when I started this long imaginary lecture centered around the thought that maybe we didnt always solve things too amicably but at least we arent a bunch of cowards hiding inside wishing things would get better. No at least we actually were out there making a difference. Then I realised I was one of those cowards I spoke of. In real life anyway and that I really have any room to speak about anything because I do not have the courage or willpower to make change myself.
This is a vary dismaying realisation because it brings up old wounds that still wont heal since i wont face the issues, and guns or no still far to scared to make real change. I know that you cant reform yourself overnight but i can barely see what i need to do to help myself. Fuck I hate procrastinating but im so damn good at it.
This is a vary dismaying realisation because it brings up old wounds that still wont heal since i wont face the issues, and guns or no still far to scared to make real change. I know that you cant reform yourself overnight but i can barely see what i need to do to help myself. Fuck I hate procrastinating but im so damn good at it.

