My anger keeps me going.

Yoga helps me feel alive. I dont mean real yoga. Im not a yogini. I mean stretches i learned from an Eric Schiffman book. Standing and sitting upright works for me. I like my feet or sitting bones grounding me. But a nice pidgeon pose can relieve a lot of tensión and trauma.

There's no point in breathing or relaxing or imaging a clear tranquil lake for me if my body is all tense and stagnant. I am a very physical person. Ive got to get circulation going to feel OK. At the same time, kill me before you tell me to go for a run around the block. I could fugue and end up in Nebraska. I have to be careció of dance even. Overstimulation or hyoerarousal tele me to the end of my noose as bad as underarousal or the read flat.

What keeps me going is a determination to be a good sport. It was the ethos of my childhood. Suicide is not good sportsmanship.