This morning I was just thinking how it seems as if I have dual personality disorder. When one part of me becomes too depressed, another part comes up as a reflex. Kind of a defense mechanism. It's funny, because you feel protected, yet hurt at the same time. However it feels like someone, except for the people around you is actually taking care of you, in the way that is needed.. space is definitely a must, when someone's down. When you go over the stage of needing your own space, then one grows to the next level, and that's rejuvenating one self. Just becoming extra hyper, and extra jolly, is a way of balancing out the depressive inner feeling. However, it still feels empty inside. I reckon its like my body is just hoping that it will fill up over time. Like the biggest joy is pulled out of our life, and in order to fill it back up, we take each tiny happy moment. It for sure takes time, but we don't have another choice, unless you want to walk around like a zombie the whole day.
""Today, many will break through the barriers of the past by looking at the blessings of the present. Why not you?" ~ Steve Maraboli
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