What feel? The worst feel. The best feel. DEM FEELS, MAN!
Basically, what's the feel that bothers you at the moment, and what's the feel that you have at the moment that you like?
Of course, you know what feels are. Emotions and shit. It's just the word us slightly insecure web dwellers give to it. Personally I like that word. You may not. But that isn't the subject of this thread so go get a beverage of your choosing, watch some game grumps and chill the fuck out.
Personally;
Basically, what's the feel that bothers you at the moment, and what's the feel that you have at the moment that you like?
Of course, you know what feels are. Emotions and shit. It's just the word us slightly insecure web dwellers give to it. Personally I like that word. You may not. But that isn't the subject of this thread so go get a beverage of your choosing, watch some game grumps and chill the fuck out.
Personally;
I am waiting for the world to change. The obvious inspirational movie line there would be that I should "Be the change", but I can't.
See, I'm waiting for the world to change in a certain kind of way for a specific reason...that I'd rather not talk about. The problem is that I can do jack shit to make the world change. There is no good way to do it myself. Every method that I could use to change the world in that particular way ends pretty fuckin' badly for everyone involved.
So I wait. I go to bed thinking "maybe tomorrow!" then being disappointed when I wake up to the same old crap despite the fact that I know that's stupid and I was never promised a change to the world neither the next day or even anytime soon.
It's infuriating, really. Knowing what has to happen in order for things to get better, but not having any ability to make that happen.
Now this particular case is pretty unique, like I said, I don't really want to go into that, but I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one who's ever felt like that, like they're just waiting for something to happen and they can't really do anything to control the "when" of that happening. Shit sucks, amirite?
See, I'm waiting for the world to change in a certain kind of way for a specific reason...that I'd rather not talk about. The problem is that I can do jack shit to make the world change. There is no good way to do it myself. Every method that I could use to change the world in that particular way ends pretty fuckin' badly for everyone involved.
So I wait. I go to bed thinking "maybe tomorrow!" then being disappointed when I wake up to the same old crap despite the fact that I know that's stupid and I was never promised a change to the world neither the next day or even anytime soon.
It's infuriating, really. Knowing what has to happen in order for things to get better, but not having any ability to make that happen.
Now this particular case is pretty unique, like I said, I don't really want to go into that, but I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one who's ever felt like that, like they're just waiting for something to happen and they can't really do anything to control the "when" of that happening. Shit sucks, amirite?
For some reason recently, I've done a whole lot of thinking about what's happened over the past couple of years since going to uni and starting to live practically independently. Partially, it's kinda been bought on by people insulting me, funnily enough.
Some people think me lazy, or uncommited sometimes. They don't get the way I do things. Fact is, I have to cope with a whole ton of shit that I can't necessarily tell people all the time and I certainly can't expect them to understand. Mental issues, aspergers being one of them, not always being able to fit in, and sometimes finding things that other people find simple to be a nightmare.
Despite all of that, I persevere. I try and find ways to cope, give myself breathing room and some time to think, and I succeed a surprising amount of the time. Despite people's claims to the contrary, I'm incredibly commited, I just struggle some times. All things considered, if I wasn't totally commited, I simply wouldn't be here anymore.
So fuck 'em. They want to complain about me and not listen when I try to explain, then they can go ahead, and I'll just go ahead and keep proving them wrong.
Some people think me lazy, or uncommited sometimes. They don't get the way I do things. Fact is, I have to cope with a whole ton of shit that I can't necessarily tell people all the time and I certainly can't expect them to understand. Mental issues, aspergers being one of them, not always being able to fit in, and sometimes finding things that other people find simple to be a nightmare.
Despite all of that, I persevere. I try and find ways to cope, give myself breathing room and some time to think, and I succeed a surprising amount of the time. Despite people's claims to the contrary, I'm incredibly commited, I just struggle some times. All things considered, if I wasn't totally commited, I simply wouldn't be here anymore.
So fuck 'em. They want to complain about me and not listen when I try to explain, then they can go ahead, and I'll just go ahead and keep proving them wrong.
