C.L. Harmon
For me, writing a blog with Mindsets and other bits of knowledge and wisdom gained throughout my life is about several things. One of these is helping others find answers or peace. Others include discovery, pursuing understanding about the human condition and helping people to connect with other people among other objectives. My favorite part about writing anything though is that I can do it while hiding away from the world. It’s safe and it’s private. I have become introverted over the years and spend much of my time in thought and alone. Because of this, much of what I write has hidden meanings and twisted definitions with the purpose of making those who read them to think deeper than they are accustomed to as I do.
I like knowing that I can affect you or impact your life without probably ever meeting you. The only problem with this is that I cannot be affected by you, learn from you. This, what I am doing now, is how I cope without outside help. I write. I share. Having written that, I am just going to talk this time without a point or lesson. I had a very, very bad week. The particulars or causes won’t change anything and so there is no need to write them here. But how certain words and actions made me feel this week, those I will share.
These negatives felt as though I had been hit so hard that my breath couldn’t return to my lungs. Adrenaline, anger, shock and confusion overwhelmed me to the point where my perceived clarity was no longer focused. This is the first time in my life that this has ever happened. Dealing with numerous career disappointments, clinical depression, hardships of many sorts and feeling alone even in a crowd for most of my life has hardened me to the point that feeling is more of a practiced response than an actual expression of true emotion. That certainly changed this week. Damn sure sent me reeling!
So now I am in territory that I have not been in since I was 19. It’s strange and I am still reeling from this burst of real emotion. I don’t know what the hell I am supposed to with this. I am breathing again, but cautiously and very slowly. Is this the way that most people live? If so, it seems like an intense way of living. Of course, I assume most people probably express a little at a time and so maybe the intensity is not that overwhelming as in my case. Still, how does anyone stay sane? Hell, maybe their emotions are what keeps them sane and I am the insane one. As I said, things don’t make a lot of sense to me right now. So I guess it’s possible.
At any rate, there has been something that has come out of this that seems almost out of context in this whole scenario.
I now feel as though I have been looking at life through a dirty window pane for so long that what I have been seeing is not actually what has been going on outside, but illusions made from the images out of the dust on the window. Now that the glass has been shattered, nothing looks familiar. It’s frightening and hopefully enlightening at some point. It’s so bizarre. I have never been stopped dead in my tracks like I was this week. I don’t know how to feel. I have nothing to teach and nothing to give in this writing except personal honesty. But I am writing anyway. Who knows, maybe there is a message even in this rambling. Then again…maybe not. For those of you who read me faithfully and take my writings as messages as to how to cope with life and find peace, please accept my apologies this time. I am only human…as I rediscovered this week.
I do not know how to write so impressively again and again. I can not. I can not even think of a reasonable comment. So I once again like a like and write simply thank you!
Du kannst beruhigt sein, Clinton. Es ist wie du sagst. Auch andere Menschen empfinden so, genauso und nicht anders. Nur ist nicht jeder in der Lage es so gut zu Papier zu bringen wie du. Jeder verarbeitet schlimme Situationen anders. Manch einer übergaupt nicht.
Und auch andere Menschen denken um die Ecke oder tiefgründiger, können aber nicht einfach hingehen und behaupten den Durchblick zu haben. Du kannst von dir schreiben um es los zu lassen und eventuell hilft es dem einen oder anderen….vielleicht auch dir…aber es ist kein Allheilmittel ! Leider nicht.
Ist dieser Kommentar zu viel, dann lösche ihn. Ich bin nicht böse.
LG Kirsten
@Kirsten I used google and I agree with what you say.
@CLHarmon I really enjoy the personal nature. Many other people feel as you do, but so many are isolated and have no idea about how normal it is. It gets harder when you have so many people trying to tell you how to live your life, but they have never even felt the same or seen through the same window. Ask them to come on your side of things and just try to take a look, but none of them ever do. Even if you get them to stand next to you their eyes are closed.
@Hektechnologies…that’s a great comment.