(warning: thoughts from the tree swinging philosuffer)

...I'm pooping my pants just a little as I write this even just alot maybe too much is there enough room?

so...I know my washing machine was a damn good spend I hang out in the cleaning products aisle at the supermarket just to be ready always gotta be ready thats all we can do as humans suffering in the face and subliminal stupification ready to ambush....

fear is justified it motivates it directs 'regard' where it's supposed to go and so what does this mean for me mentally ill?

...well....life is terrifying thats why so many choose death it's the ultimate 'inexperience'....nobody gets a job as a dead person...."umm thanks for applying but we were looking for someone with a couple years at least"

I've only ever been afraid as a person alive....it's overwhelming the expanse of fear available!....and it's all questioning...incessant questioning ???

who am I?....who are they?...what was that? ( POOP my pants what was that?)...whats gonna come of this?....or that? and then what? ( POOP)
are they right?...am I wrong?....really am I wrong?....how can they be so right? ( POOP)...am I doing what I am meant to be doing?...why am I making out I'm ok here?...did they just find out I'm not ok? ( poop)

...yeah I'm scared out of my mind I'm terrified living here but I reckon it would be insanely more frightening if I were not afraid...

totally unhinged....

[eloquentdisaster]

Fear can be a good thing, in some cases. Tells us when what we are doing is dangerous.
Having a lot of questions is terrifying. Especially when there really isn't anyone or anything telling us the answers to everything. When I have too many questions, I answer them myself. Generally, it is a stupid answer, but it works for me
And some questions can be pretty fun to explore, like... what does that new ice cream they're serving taste like?

Anyways, I hope your fear finds its way out of your head and into something else.

I agree with EloquentD, fear can be a good thing. Fear can give me the adrenaline shot I need to focus. I lived 43 years in an ADD Fog and always thought it was just me, not quite the same as most people. I knew I was fairly smart, but just could not react in "Real Time" as well as others. Fear could make me focus. What a difference a diagnosis can make... Now my meds pretty much make up for reacting in Real Time and understanding my condition helps me deal with things.

I totally understand all of the self-questioning, especially concerning work. When I get assigned a project the first phase is always the Overwhelm phase. I question myself, the project and just don't know where to start. It's the totallity of the whole project that gets me. I finally realize that I don't have to know every step required for the project to start, just the first step and a base idea of where I need to end up. Fear of not being able to complete a project gets me through the panic filled beginning phase.

My fears of what people expect of me can be quieted when I realize that the people requesting my projects have No Idea how to do these things. This give me a little shot of self confidence that I need. Sometimes just asking a few questions from these people help me understand their frame of mind, keeping me from assuming the worst

I think it is good to be a little afraid, you don't want to be un-afraid and get caught off guard

yeah very cool YYZ....

Originally Posted by dubblemonkey

yeah very cool YYZ....

Cool and Me are not usually written in the same statement

those damn silly words enjoying the random pleasures of the undesignated!

....drifting....wondering the whole time "do we belong together?"

it's so easy to conjoin certain words every freaking day and night...like

: idiot....me
: appalling....my life
: CRAZY!!...(yeah sometimes words upsize for effect!! and meet up with dopey incriminating punctuations)
: CRAZY...my thoughts
: me...ugly
: me...useless
: my ideas....F.CKED!
: my dreams....pathetic (can go bold too and even stupid sideways just for effect!)

..... yeah you are cool and very YYZ!!

DoubleM... I can tell by reading your posts that your word associations are not true

Not and idiot... You
Not cRaZy... You

Sometimes it is just scary being smart. We don't fall for the Jedi Mind tricks that "The 90%", as I refer to the Normals, do.

By the way... I love the Daffy Duck in your signature The original Looney Tunes are the best! What has happened to cartoons anyway?!?

...cartoons have gone insane I watched a kid for about ten minutes staring at the tv modern cartoons and assaulted with loud violence and he glanced at me involuntarily like a serial killer!!

looney tunes were 5 minute silly and harmless. I enjoyed them very much

nutso world this one now...

Originally Posted by dubblemonkey

...cartoons have gone insane I watched a kid for about ten minutes staring at the tv modern cartoons and assaulted with loud violence and he glanced at me involuntarily like a serial killer!!

looney tunes were 5 minute silly and harmless. I enjoyed them very much

nutso world this one now...

Cartoons are only about Money and Marketing these days... Creativity in this world are Over-Rated by "The 90%"

[pegasus]

Originally Posted by dubblemonkey

(warning: thoughts from the tree swinging philosuffer)

...I'm pooping my pants just a little as I write this even just alot maybe too much is there enough room?

so...I know my washing machine was a damn good spend I hang out in the cleaning products aisle at the supermarket just to be ready always gotta be ready thats all we can do as humans suffering in the face and subliminal stupification ready to ambush....

fear is justified it motivates it directs 'regard' where it's supposed to go and so what does this mean for me mentally ill?

...well....life is terrifying thats why so many choose death it's the ultimate 'inexperience'....nobody gets a job as a dead person...."umm thanks for applying but we were looking for someone with a couple years at least"

I've only ever been afraid as a person alive....it's overwhelming the expanse of fear available!....and it's all questioning...incessant questioning ???

who am I?....who are they?...what was that? ( POOP my pants what was that?)...whats gonna come of this?....or that? and then what? ( POOP)
are they right?...am I wrong?....really am I wrong?....how can they be so right? ( POOP)...am I doing what I am meant to be doing?...why am I making out I'm ok here?...did they just find out I'm not ok? ( poop)

...yeah I'm scared out of my mind I'm terrified living here but I reckon it would be insanely more frightening if I were not afraid...

totally unhinged....

Got to say that your words of wisdom did make me laugh. Laughing in the face of danger maybe. Horses poop too ya know. Hugs to you (((((((( dubblem ))))))))