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Just by posting this you have broken the cycle of silence drilled into you by family members.wish sometimes that i didnt have to hold back, that i didnt have to keep so much inside, that i didnt have to watch my every word. i wish things were like they are with the rest of you guys here, that i could just go to therapy and have relationship problems, be a survivor, have so sort of faith, anything to make me normal. but my familys just not like that.
May all your wishes come true, my brother. I believe that they will. I know that many of mine have, and I also once believed them impossible.i wish sometimes that i didnt have to hold back, that i didnt have to keep so much inside, that i didnt have to watch my every word. i wish things were like they are with the rest of you guys here, that i could just go to therapy and have relationship problems, be a survivor, have so sort of faith, anything to make me normal
Maybe that's what all the singing is about.I go among the trees and sit still.
All my stirring becomes quiet
around me like circles on water.
My tasks lie in their places
where I left them, asleep like cattle.
Then what is afraid of me comes
and lives a while in my sight.
What it fears in me leaves me
and the fear of me leaves it.
It sings, and I hear its song.
Then what I am afraid of comes.
I live for a while in its sight.
What I fear in it leaves me.
It sings, and I hear its song.
Wendell Berry
Jake you are not like them, you want to change and you come here to get some help. You are a good person.So keep thinking about how different you are then them. You are on your road to recovery. Muldoonin the back of my head im always thinking about how close i am to being like them.