So, my life has been resembling that of a lost boy more than a calm confident adult, but I take medicine every day for depression and pyschosis and mood stability. It's just really aggravating thinking that I'm caring about life more and life gets harder. I always believed that as I became a better person, with more direction that I would have a better time, and I guess that may be true in a sense, but something happened where I'm not able to slow down during my down time.
In other words, I want to feel like mollasis without having one of my limbs chopped off. And without using controlled substances.
Grandma and I have a new system for health. If we want a treat we need to do a proportionate ammount of exercise before the treat. This really makes sense to me, because of cause and effect, WW, and because of what Grandpa said about having a two track mind. So far, it's working really well, except for an early morning binge.
I have had plenty of risky behavior in my past, and I'm just hoping that I get over it. Yet, my risky behavior has lead me to a very honest approach to life. I'm working at limiting the risky behavior, so I can feel healthier in the future. It wouldn't hurt finding a girlfriend.
If anyone has her number, please leave it in the comments.
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