/lit/ - Literature

>>10175902
I remember having a steadfast belief that I could never deserve to be happy.
I had to accept a lot of social anxiety and keep myself humble when I first started breaking out of my shell and finding friends.
Suddenly, happiness began to come to me. It can be faux happiness, a passing happiness that comes and goes after a second thought and sometimes leaves an afterglow. There is trully enjoyable enduring happiness at points, a feeling which brings a sincere pleasure to our trivial experiences in an encompassing manner.
Sometimes those thoughts come back. I don't know whether everyone goes through those thoughts, but at the end of the day it's a cross to bear: carry it with dignity and pride.
The good news is that even though this voice may never go away, but persistently trying to be happy helps.

>>10160647
Sorry to hear that bro.
Personally, the biggest mistake I made with women was sticking through a really shit relationship with a girl because I was afraid of being alone. Maybe I fell in love, maybe not. Love's vague.
But after ending it I came out the other side feeling free as a bird.
We're strong enough to be alone.

The reason I ignored this girl was because I had a lot of work and I was stressed out about family shit. Just didn't want to deal with a girl during those times. She's there for sex, the girls will always be there for the good times, but they're fickle when life hits you in the dick. My homies will be there when the hard times hit.
Protip: Best way to deal with these scenarios is to not say shit then whenever you feel like talking to them make up an excuse. Better to say my phone broke, or I had to visit somebody in the hospital then telling them something like "we shouldn't see each other this weekend"

The wandering mind can be a very dangerous thing. On any given day, there are an assortment of hobbies, errands, and chores that I COULD attend to, but I CANT address all of them. My wandering mind can sway back and forth by the minute, going task to task without applying full concentrating on a single one. This would stress the fuck outta me. Rather than even consider all the possible tasks of life, I expend my energy with precision and focus. Attend to the most demanding and necessary tasks, and regard the expedience and quality of work. Time and worries breeze away by the power of the mind at focus.

>>10005698
Each day I wake up inside a shining polygon. I reach out all around me, I want to probe. I want to run my hand along each side, to become the virtuoso and master of my surroundings.

Somedays my arms grow weary and I can reach no more. Fear makes me shrink and shrivel and I will stay stuck in a corner.

Unity with the polygon. Unity with all I see; it exists, only in my dreams.

We no. 1 party school bitch
>http://www.theadvocate.com/new_orleans/news/education/article_dcec135e-761a-11e7-9894-a3644958c1e7.html
>psych major
where muh waves at?

Majoring in psychology, on the research track. I'm a senior, no regrets, but having to deal with so many preppy little assholes gets old real fast.