A little glimpse into today’s journal entry….
Today is…a flatline of a day, daring for change
I really need to try and write more, not try. I mean, I really need to write more…. It will make life allot easier.
I do not like how unnecessarily stressful my job has become. And I do not like how much external stressors influence my equilibrium. I was born into an environment where in order to survive I had to be in a constant state of raised urgency, and it makes me angry. These things that are instilled in me like autopilot, taking me away whenever they please, never checking for my compliance. It’s a miserable situation to be in. And few know and almost no one understands. And I’ve been shipwrecked on a planet that the seriously emotional disabled cannot survive. But I try, I grab my crutches everyday, drag along, and hope for change. Meanwhile containing the desire to burn things, and fight for those who have no voice. Where is my planet and where are my people? My skin is not gold or blue, but I feel like it’s so, I don’t dream of fame or cars, just for all to belong. Where is my planet, where is my people, where is our cause?
