I really do not see the point in seeking guidance regarding mental health when the motive is simply to hopefully somehow become what society considers to be a normal and productive member of society. Society is so messed up in itself, so why would anyone want to fit in or become a part of it? We are what we are. If the way we choose to live our lives does not directly effect others in a negative way, then where is the harm? When they effect others negatively in an indirect way of course.
In my experience and from what I have gathered from others, a person can only truly change if he or she truly wants to. After all of the pain and suffering I have caused myself and others, I still do not truly want to change. I want things to change but can not find it in myself to do so. I want what has already proven itself to be impossible. As good of a person as I would like to think I am, In actually reality I am an empty shell of a human being. Selfish may be an understatement.
They say everyone has damage. Everyone carries some kind of pain with them, many more then others. I know who I am and desperately want to be that person, but many things hold me back that I am not willing to give up. And this is because I cannot be myself without them. See the contradictions here are quite clear. This to me seems proof that I have not a clue or what it is I actually am besides just another random character in the natural phenomenon that is existence. A tool used by those with more power in society.
I want to be free, I have got to be me, but what if being me is wrong? I am lost you see.
In my experience and from what I have gathered from others, a person can only truly change if he or she truly wants to. After all of the pain and suffering I have caused myself and others, I still do not truly want to change. I want things to change but can not find it in myself to do so. I want what has already proven itself to be impossible. As good of a person as I would like to think I am, In actually reality I am an empty shell of a human being. Selfish may be an understatement.
They say everyone has damage. Everyone carries some kind of pain with them, many more then others. I know who I am and desperately want to be that person, but many things hold me back that I am not willing to give up. And this is because I cannot be myself without them. See the contradictions here are quite clear. This to me seems proof that I have not a clue or what it is I actually am besides just another random character in the natural phenomenon that is existence. A tool used by those with more power in society.
I want to be free, I have got to be me, but what if being me is wrong? I am lost you see.

