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Sr. Verde
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So in the most recent few months, I've had some weird shit brewing in my head, ill be driving down the street in a peaceful bliss when all the sudden things start to look different, and I start looking at things like I did when I was a kid, if that makes sense.
For example a street will resemble a scene significant to my childhood, like a road I used to ride my bike or hang out on, or a street my best friend lived on. Ill start thinking about that when I can shift my visions/emotions to the way I used to feel when I was a kid.
For me, I feel like in my life I've had many different mindsets: Like certain emotional responses to different stimuli, general idle thoughts in my head, and my own view of myself and where I was going in life.
I find that (more strongly under cannabis or other things) I keep changing to different emotional stages in my life all the time! Its really begining to trip me out.
Also things I know that I don't share a connection to, I feel an extreme connection to. Like let's say you've never been on a boat before, but when you look at a sailboat you experience an emotion that you can't explain, you feel like you know what it feels like to sail around the world and you feel like you have a profound understanding of the water... that's what I feel like when I see certain things or go to certain places...
I was diagnosed as bi-polar in my younger years and wonder if this has something to do with it. I often feel as if I am two different people, one side of me is this fun-loving thrill seeker who loves his friends and family and values others over himself, where the other is a reclusive, suicidal depressed person who in some twisted way enjoys hurting those around him (emotionally).
One night this kind of came as a relevation, I was thinking about life, and what it boils down to, and came to the conclusion that I have many times before: Life isn't worth it, there is no pain or happiness in death, and therefor no regret and I again contemplated suicide, I shared this knowlegde with one of the few people I'm close to in my life and made them hysterical as they knew I was serious and emotionally disturbed.
The next day I was on top of the world and couldn't wait to chill with my friends and get baked, all I wanted to do was live every day I could, and I was suddenly fearful of death, and how it could quickly remove my existance.
I'm still painfully young (old enough for these forums don't worry) and still in the early stages of life, and am hoping that someone has been through something like this before or can at least leave some thoughts in here...
Thanks for the read, if you read, I know it was long...
-Verde
For example a street will resemble a scene significant to my childhood, like a road I used to ride my bike or hang out on, or a street my best friend lived on. Ill start thinking about that when I can shift my visions/emotions to the way I used to feel when I was a kid.
For me, I feel like in my life I've had many different mindsets: Like certain emotional responses to different stimuli, general idle thoughts in my head, and my own view of myself and where I was going in life.
I find that (more strongly under cannabis or other things) I keep changing to different emotional stages in my life all the time! Its really begining to trip me out.
Also things I know that I don't share a connection to, I feel an extreme connection to. Like let's say you've never been on a boat before, but when you look at a sailboat you experience an emotion that you can't explain, you feel like you know what it feels like to sail around the world and you feel like you have a profound understanding of the water... that's what I feel like when I see certain things or go to certain places...
I was diagnosed as bi-polar in my younger years and wonder if this has something to do with it. I often feel as if I am two different people, one side of me is this fun-loving thrill seeker who loves his friends and family and values others over himself, where the other is a reclusive, suicidal depressed person who in some twisted way enjoys hurting those around him (emotionally).
One night this kind of came as a relevation, I was thinking about life, and what it boils down to, and came to the conclusion that I have many times before: Life isn't worth it, there is no pain or happiness in death, and therefor no regret and I again contemplated suicide, I shared this knowlegde with one of the few people I'm close to in my life and made them hysterical as they knew I was serious and emotionally disturbed.
The next day I was on top of the world and couldn't wait to chill with my friends and get baked, all I wanted to do was live every day I could, and I was suddenly fearful of death, and how it could quickly remove my existance.
I'm still painfully young (old enough for these forums don't worry) and still in the early stages of life, and am hoping that someone has been through something like this before or can at least leave some thoughts in here...
Thanks for the read, if you read, I know it was long...
-Verde