What is a good day? Is it when things are easy for us and we have fun or get a lot done? I say yes. What about the days in which we are in agony but we try, we keep going, and do our best? That counts as a good day to be proud of also.
When I am in pain I can tend to blame myself and hugs hurt. I want to be alone. Everything seems annoying or sometimes overwhelming, sad, sinister, scary. I don’t want to feel that these are wasted times. So I need to change the way I am looking. So I look for special moments to give and receive love. So then that day is not in vain. If things weren’t rough, I wouldn’t search so hard for beauty. I am working on cherishing every day. Moments are passing like a waves that we will not experience again. I want to cherish the moments and try to be as happy as i can because when I look back at good times it was not worry and stress that got me further, it was not what brought me peaceful times, or money or love or friends...I just need to retrain my brain to go with the flow and to trust. I ask God to guide in the hope He will allow to do His Will.
Just some thoughts.
Lost in the dark corners of my mind
Girlfriend crying for "no reason"
