Share something POSITIVE from your day!

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^thats great NSA

I slept the whole day today and I havent done this in ages
 
Thanks MAYA:D


I woke up a little pissed as Im getting ancy with where I am.. I have been stuck in a quagmire for a grip.. and now im free.. so I took inventory with were Im at and where I want to go.. Im looking really good and feel really optimistic about the future. Just have to put a little time in... such is the mother fucking world.. everyones got to put time in:\
 
time isnt money, its investment ;d

todays positive is that i made my sisters cry for an hour and one snapped some metal cutlery, after i challenged (with soft and loving intent) some of their ingrained thoughts that i feel are destroying their ability to share love with others (one has control issues, the other is very controlling and often worries more than she thinks rationally <- this stems from some deep rooted anxiety imo)

tough love hurts but is ultimately positive 8o

oh yeh i have a new career idea that i want to stick with, first i want to succeed at making beautiful electronic music as art and share that with others, and then next step is to cultivate my spirit enough to be able to spiritually healing to those around me and ultimately the world

big goals i know

I didn't get arrested

from what i hear jail food is no good, so pls stay out of gaol if not for the gourmet food bit_pattern
 
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After relapsing and using daily for the past two weeks, yesterday I did not take a single pill. I realized that I am not powerless over my addiction, I know precisely why I use and I am capable of changing that. I use to kill the pain of fear. I am afraid of everything, afraid of being myself, afraid of living, afraid of success, afraid of happiness. It is my choice to slowly commit suicide through the regular ingestion of psychotropic substances, and it is a pathetic choice. Last Sunday I spent the night consoling my childhood best friend after he disclosed that he had been physically, verbally and emotionally abused by his father, who incidentally happens to be a terminal alcoholic. His father was once a beautiful human being, a brilliant, brilliant artist who wasted his potential whilst destroying himself and his family out of a fear-born addiction. I saw myself in him. I do not want that. I do not need that. Yesterday I decided that I was done. I chose life. Today I re-affirmed my choice and did not use. Obviously, my perspective invalidates and prevents my participation in a 12-step program of any sort, so I'll be doing this alone, with very little support. I am not confident enough to confess my relapse to my family, my fiancee (from whom I am currently separated) is the only one who knows and I have not discussed yesterday's decision with her. But I am positive. I am going to live. I am going to be fully healthy, happy and alive. Wasting life through the abuse of substances is an all-too common story. I don't want it to be mine anymore than necessary, that is, anymore than it already has. For all my illness I've grown. I'm going to keep growing, living.
 
went to the clinic to get some tests done hehe the usual stuff for women. Verything went well then slept all day
 
i bought a nice vintage film camera today, 35mm film and very simplistic but nice

im not a photographer in my past, but i want to see if my acute observational skills transfer into this medium in a positive way
 
I was able to get some blood work done today. I do this every 3 months or so just to make sure my body is in good health. Regular checkups ftw!
 
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