Disclaimer:

The two earlier posts are not any indication of my current state of mind... They do however reflect a point-in-time of mine, so they do deserve a place in my "therapy session".

With that said, I'd be lying if I claimed I haven't posted any recent updates due to being "cured". Far from it, but have come to the realization that there is no fix for "life". It's been more of a gradual development of a comprehensive emotional toolbox that I'm sure many of my peers have attained and have been more than willing to let me borrow from in the past, but were of no use until I figured how to acknowledge and utilize them.

In the aim of keeping this post concise, yet introspective, I'll finish with the following:

No destination
My hand riding waves of wind
I'll know once I'm there

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cost of delay

1989's film "Do the Right Thing" was/is one of my favorite films. I feel it captures the daily turmoil that was experienced by those living in the general vicinity of HATE, SUFFERING, and RACISM and those who continually choose to see our country as a place where a son/daughter of a "citizen" can BE ALL THEY WANT TO BE. THE MOVIE starts with Mookie who is portrayed as a synopsis of all that's good and bad (pre-marital sex, economical settlement, repressed capability), yet decides it's worthy to carry on.

Fuck

Holed up in a self-imposed cell

Living life like I'm bound to see hell