Hopes and Dreams
Dreams are such a terrible thing to have. They're a burden on the mind and each minute you spend not attempting to accomplish such dreams is torture. I often wonder if giving up is the best idea. It would be less of a burden on myself, but I may loathe my existence more so than I do now. Giving up on a dream feels just as bad as holding on to them. Once you have them, you've sealed your fate to a form of suffering. Perhaps that's just me, and I'm speaking to the void while living in a constant state of self loathing. Or perhaps I have too many dreams and I just get overwhelmed by everything required for each one and I shut down mentally and resort to distractions or half-ass part of a project only to realize I feel like I have no idea what I'm doing. I know what you're going to say: How's therapy going? It's not. Within the three weeks since I was supposed to start, We have had one session which just went through my family history. We only got t...